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J R Ward Inspirational Quotes (325)

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Nothing that passes between us will ever be wrong. Come back to me.
J.R. Ward
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Sister, he murmured, not as an inquiry, but a statement of fact. Brother mine, she groaned... before her consciousness slipped from her grasp and she drifted away. But she would come back to him. One way or the other, she would not leave her twin ever again.
J.R. Ward
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That's the problem with white horses. You have to pay for them yourself or you'll always be using someone else's reins.
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Her perfume or soap or whatever it was reminded him of sandalwood and something else. Oh, right...orgasms.
J.R. Ward
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By a quirk of culture and history, it could be that China has arrived today where many other 'more developed countries' will arrive tomorrow.
John Woodward
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Fine, dandy, she thought. Then lose the shirt, peel off those leather pants, and lie down on my tile. We'll take turns being on the bottom.
J.R. Ward
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Sometimes your whole life could hinge on a fraction of an inch. Or the beat of a nanosecond. Or the knock on a door.
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To his mind, free will was a privilege, not a right.
J.R. Ward
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Quick question. Does this magical skill with gray matter come with a total lack of compunction for your kind, or is it just you who were born without a conscience? V: I beg your pardon?
J.R. Ward
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Nobody should underestimate how much the world changed on the 11th of September 2001.
John Howard
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I'm not hurt. I'm pissed off and sexually frustrated.
J.R. Ward
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The weight of the dead was heavier than the pounds of the body.
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When the term Christian or even Protestant is used, it seldom refers to any particularly evangelical doctrine or way of life. More often it refers to a religion accepted by the large majority, which assures them that God is not so much a Lord who demands obedience as a handyman who is available whenever we need help.
John Howard
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Qhuinn's eyes shifted away from his buddy--and just happened to measure the distance down to the stone patio below. Hmm . . . doing a swan dive onto all that slate might just get the images of those two out of his head... of course, it would also turn his brain into scrambled eggs, but really, was that such a bad thing?
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Speaking specifically about the memoir, I know that's a criticism that people can have about my work. When I look at the young men's lives, if they're reduced to the worst thing they've done, then it's easy for them to become a stereotype. I keep running into that with newspaper articles that are very short.
Jesmyn Ward
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Are you wet for me, Mary? I think you are. I think you're covered with honey.
J.R. Ward
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You are so beautiful, he mouthed. But of course she couldn’t see his lips. Guess he was going to have to show her.
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My father owned pit bulls when I was young. He sometimes fought them. My brother and a lot of the men in my community owned pit bulls as well: sometimes they fought them for honor, never for money.
Jesmyn Ward
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Is he Catholic? her grandmother asked on the way out. He's a drug dealer -- so if he is religious, he's got incredible powers of reconciliation. He looks like a good boy, her vovo said over her shoulder. A good Catholic boy. And that was that -- for now.
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I think that we're just too invested in that myth that we are not connected, and are all potential millionaires if only we put in the work. I think that's destructive and ignores history and is one of the reasons we as a state are consistently at the bottom of all the lists because we handicap ourselves.
Jesmyn Ward
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You want to poof it or ride back with me?
J.R. Ward
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All of us are taking the night off, Wrath said abruptly. We need some regroup time. Rhage snorted from across the table. You're not going to make us play Monopoly again, are you? Yup. A collective groan rose up from the Brotherhood, one that Wrath ignored. Right after dinner.
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Let's take my truck, Jim said as he hit the gravel. Less noise. And it has a radio, right? With tragic concentration Adrian started warming up his voice, sounding like a moose being backstroked by a chesse grater. Jim shook his head at Eddie as the doors opened How can you stand that racket? Selective deafness Teach me,master.
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Did television execs have souls? Now, that was an existential question and a half.
J.R. Ward
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