Jayne Ann Krentz Quotes & Sayings

Absolute certainty is the greatest of all illusions. — Jayne Ann Krentz

Life is too short to waste time on books that end badly — Jayne Ann Krentz

boathouse. "Good night, Harley." "Don't give — Jayne Ann Krentz

The negative attitudes toward the genres - romance, science-fiction, westerns, suspense, etc. - are fallout from the academic world's long-standing fascination with existential philosophy and modern theories of psychology and sociology. — Jayne Ann Krentz

The hero in a romance is the most important challenge the heroine must face and conquer. The hero is her real problem in the book, not whatever trendy issue or daring adventure is also going on in the subplot. In some way, shape, or form, in some manner either real or perceived on the heroine's part, the hero must be a source of emotional and, yes, sometimes physical risk. He must present a genuine threat. — Jayne Ann Krentz

She wanted to scream her rage to the uncaring universe, but she couldn't breathe. — Jayne Ann Krentz

Guys don't get romantically involved."
"What do they get?"
"Involved, period. — Jayne Ann Krentz

Today I will focus on priorities and ignore the unimportant crap — Jayne Ann Krentz

I love threats. They make great quotes. Is that recorder working, Irene? — Jayne Ann Krentz

He opened the next door in line, raised the VPX 4000 and fired off a shot.
A woman yelled at the same instant the flash exploded. Not Lillian, he realized. Someone else. This room was inhabited. Not frozen aliens. Warm bodies.
Two figures were illuminated in the intense light. A man with a serious erection dressed in a pair of red bikini briefs and a woman in a black leather bustier and high-heeled black boots.
J. Anderson Flint and Marilyn Thornley.
"Holy cow," Gabe said. "A.Z. was right. But it's worse than she thought. Wait'll she hears that they've thawed out two of the frozen alien life-forms. — Jayne Ann Krentz

She knew enough about him to realize that no one would ever understand him unless he wished it, and that was highly unlikely. He was a man who operated alone, working by his own rules even when he was doing a job for his employers. Emily thought of him in the same way she thought of hurricanes, charging lions and marauding sharks. The only sensible thing to do when any of them was in the vicinity was to get out of the way. — Jayne Ann Krentz

Sometimes it's a mistake to look too far down the road. There are times in life when you can't be sure of the pattern. You have to meet circumstances as they are. — Jayne Ann Krentz

I love you, Desdemona."
"I know," she whispered. "You don't have to say the words."
He smiled slowly. "Trust me, you're going to hear them every day for the rest of our lives. — Jayne Ann Krentz

How long were you standing up there spying on me?" she asked.
"You sure know how to make a man feel welcome. — Jayne Ann Krentz

He was standing apart from the others, a dark, brooding figure concealed in shadows.
Jacob Stone was a man who was at home in shadows.
Ever since Emily had first become aware of his existence five years ago, she had understood that he prowled the fringes of her family's world. He was part bodyguard, part troubleshooter and, to Emily's way of thinking, part enforcer for Ravenscroft International. Like the last of the lobo wolves, he was rarely seen in broad daylight, let alone in the firm's executive suites or at its glittering social functions. And the only times he had been invited into her father's private study were on those occasions when Emily had needed rescuing from her latest predicament. — Jayne Ann Krentz

Tessa exchanged a commiserating glance with Molly as the crowd gradually dwindled. — Jayne Ann Krentz

By the way," Arizona interrupted rather casually, "how long are you two gonna shack up together out there at Dreamscape?" Anger surged, temporarily submerging the little thrill of dread Hannah had felt a few seconds ago. She jerked to a halt, spun around, and glared at Arizona. "We are not shacking up." Rafe tightened his grip on her arm. "Hannah, this isn't the time to go into it." "The heck it isn't." Hannah grabbed the edge of the door as Rafe tried to haul her forcibly out into the hall. "I want to set the record straight before we leave. Listen, Arizona, Rafe and I are sharing Dreamscape until we negotiate a way out of the mess Isabel left us in. We are not shacking up there." "Sorta hard to tell the difference," Arizona answered through a cloud of smoke. "Not from where I stand," Hannah retorted. "We're sleeping on separate floors." "Sounds uncomfortable," Arizona said. — Jayne Ann Krentz

Trust me, Wainwright, ninety-nine times out of a hundred you can bet the bank that I'm serious."
"What about the one time when you're not?"
"I'm asleep. — Jayne Ann Krentz

It's only a mistake if you don't learn from it — Jayne Ann Krentz

I read what I like to write: romantic suspense. I also love thrillers and novels of suspense, but I can't handle extreme violence and torture. — Jayne Ann Krentz

I didn't come in here to argue with a woman with big hair — Jayne Ann Krentz

You don't forget nightmares, but when they've been exposed to enough sunlight, they fade. — Jayne Ann Krentz

Embrace the unknown. It is the only certainty. — Jayne Ann Krentz

Pretty much everything about you gets me hot. — Jayne Ann Krentz

The concept of psychic energy is easy for most people to imagine. After all, it's just one step beyond intuition - and almost everyone is comfortable with the idea of intuition. — Jayne Ann Krentz

I should have known better than to take a job as an assistant to a psychic detective. — Jayne Ann Krentz

Correct me if I'm wrong," he said, "but I was under the impression that you weren't looking for anything more than a short-term arrangement either, Miss Free Spirit."
She flushed. "I wasn't the one who ran for the door that night. I was doing just fine with the summer-fling thing."
"I did not run for the door. I left in a hurry, but I did not run."
"Details."
"Important details. And I'd like to remind you that I showed at your gallery the next morning," he said. "It's not like I didn't call. And how the hell do you think I felt when you told me that the sex had been therapeutic? You made it sound like a good massage or a tonic, damn it."
She bit her lip. "Well, it was in a way."
"Great. Well, do me a favor. The next time you want physical therapy, call a masseuse or a chiropractor. Or buy a vibrator. — Jayne Ann Krentz

Now that, would be a really dumb ass thing to do. — Jayne Ann Krentz

There is no Great American Novel," she said absently. "This nation is too big and too diverse to produce only one great book. We've got lots of them and there will be more written in the future. Art doesn't stand still. — Jayne Ann Krentz

through gritted teeth, "is to look through — Jayne Ann Krentz

Maybe he's got a plan for proving that he was a victim of unethical research practices. Who knows? I can't begin to guess his objectives but I can promise you that there is nothing you or I or modern para-pharmaceuticals can do for him. We can't fix the monsters. — Jayne Ann Krentz

Showing signs of weakness was a good way to get eaten. — Jayne Ann Krentz

Hatch smiled again and glanced around the small, — Jayne Ann Krentz

Brandon's teeth flashed in a brief, knowing grin. "Hard to believe you're an old married man with one grown son
and another baby on the way, huh?"
"You're wrong," Colby said. "I don't have any trouble believing it at all. The reminders are all around me. And I'll
tell you something, kid. I wouldn't go back. Not for anything."
"Things are a lot better now?"
"Things are infinitely better now." Colby's mouth curved faintly. "The best they've ever been, in fact."
"I can tell. I'm glad you found — Jayne Ann Krentz

Friends may come and go
but enemies accumulate. — Jayne Ann Krentz

The woman always wins. With courage, intelligence, and gentleness she brings the most dangerous creature on earth, the human male, to his knees. — Jayne Ann Krentz

A professional sex therapist." Gabe moved out into the hall. "Guess I should show some respect. They do say it's the oldest profession. No, wait, maybe I've got that mixed up with another line of work. — Jayne Ann Krentz

A secret is only a secret as long as only one person knows it — Jayne Ann Krentz

Trust me, I did not set out to establish three pen names and, for the record, I do not recommend it as a career strategy. The idea back at the start was that I would stick with the name that proved most successful. — Jayne Ann Krentz

Dad says Specter gets steak every Saturday night for the rest of his life.""Specter will hold him to that, I'm sure." Diana leaned back against the pillows. "Hurry up and tell me the rest. Once Colby gets back, he probably won't tell me a thing. All he'll want to discuss is breast-feeding techniques and how tochange diapers. — Jayne Ann Krentz

resist. Six months from now she would have enough saved — Jayne Ann Krentz

Piece of cake." Brandon's grin had a certain very familiar male cockiness about it. "Dad says this time around I
was his sucker punch." His grin faded slightly and his expression grew more serious as he continued. "But when we
realized you were in danger, Dad went wild. I doubt if any car, even that old 'vette Dad used to drive, ever made the
kind of time on River Road your Buick made last night. Dad really is a hell of a driver, isn't he? — Jayne Ann Krentz

Funny thing about the past. The older you get, the less it matters. — Jayne Ann Krentz

For heaven's sake, dear, he's a man. Men aren't very good at analyzing themselves, you know. — Jayne Ann Krentz

Letty, it's just a business. Don't get emotional about it."
She grinned. "You're a fine one to talk. You're the most emotional man I know."
"The hell I am," he muttered. "I have a lot more self-control than you do, Madam President."
"Let's not argue about that," Letty said — Jayne Ann Krentz

forces of nature. A man either ran for — Jayne Ann Krentz

As a child, that had meant looking forward to holidays and birthdays and, most of all, becoming a grown-up. Upon achieving adulthood she had discovered that being a grown-up wasn't nearly as satisfying as she had anticipated. What was more, the future was uncomfortably unpredictable. At — Jayne Ann Krentz

Probably a good idea, let me know how it ends"
"I already know how it ends"
"You read the ending first?"
"I always read the ending before I commit to the whole book."
"If you know how it ends, why read the book?"
"I don't read for the ending. I read for the story". — Jayne Ann Krentz

Later we can go to dinner."
"I suppose that might work," she said.
She sounded so damn casual, he thought. As if the decision she had just made weren't staggering in its implications. As if it weren't going to alter destinies and change the fate of nations. — Jayne Ann Krentz

The romance genre is the only genre where readers are guaranteed novels that place the heroine at the heart of the story. These are books that celebrate women's heroic virtues and values: courage, honor, determination and a belief in the healing power of love. — Jayne Ann Krentz

There will be no change in this firm's concern for client confidentiality.'
'Good.' She relaxed a little.
'But I like to know as much as possible about what I'm getting into before I start an investigation.'
It was her turn to raise her brows. 'I'm here because I was under the impression that one consults a private investigator when one does not wish to explain all the reasons why one needs that particular type of professional assistance. — Jayne Ann Krentz

I think I'm going to cry, this is crazy."
"No, you're just processing. Go ahead and cry."
"I thought men got nervous around crying females."
"I'm a Marine, remember? We're trained to handle anything. — Jayne Ann Krentz

Charlotte never lied to others, so she made the classic mistake of the habitually honest - she assumed that other people did not lie to her, at least not to her face. In her world, people were innocent of deliberate deceit until proven otherwise, which was, of course, way too late. Even — Jayne Ann Krentz

I am often asked why I use a variety of pen names. The answer is that this way readers always know which of my three worlds they will be entering when they pick up one of my books. — Jayne Ann Krentz

Romance novels are tales of brave women taming dangerous men. They are stories that capture the excitement of that most mysterious of relationships, the one between a woman and a man. They are legends told to women by other women, and they are as powerful and as endlessly fascinating to women as the legends that lie at the heart of all the other genres. — Jayne Ann Krentz

Find one lousy body in your aunt's fireplace and the first thing you know everyone is talking. — Jayne Ann Krentz

Why is it that fancy hotels always locate the rooms that are supposed to be accessible to folks in wheelchairs and walkers at the end of the hall as far from the elevators as possible? And why is it those rooms are always the ones with the worst views? — Jayne Ann Krentz

We all have pasts and we all have futures. All we can do is choose to live in one or the other. It doesn't seem to me that there's much point living in the past. — Jayne Ann Krentz

A lady with a past has nothing to lose. But a woman with a future can't be too careful. — Jayne Ann Krentz

Separating her thighs. The scent of her arousal hardened every muscle in his body. He moved his hand down her hip and then to her hot, warm core. — Jayne Ann Krentz

Readers understand that the books celebrate female power. In the romance novel, the woman always wins. With courage, intelligence and gentleness she brings the most dangerous creature on the earth, the human male, to his knees. — Jayne Ann Krentz

Mary Jo Putney is a gifted writer with an intuitive understanding of what makes romances work. I loved Silk and Shadows, couldn't put it down, and don't think readers will, either. — Jayne Ann Krentz

Believe in yourself and in your own voice, because there will be times in this business when you will be the only one who does. Take heart from the knowledge that an author with a strong voice will often have trouble at the start of his or her career because strong,distinctive voices sometimes make editors nervous. But in the end, only the strong survive. — Jayne Ann Krentz