Lori Hard Quotes & Sayings

Her dad brought his hands together and popped a knuckle.
"Trevor," Frances said soothingly, rubbing her hand on his back. But she was looking hard at me over her glasses, telling me upstanding citizens did not act this way.
When we were kids, that look from Frances could make Lori and her brother behave, and sometimes even my brothers, but I never seemed to get the message.
"I saw you coming out of the woods," Lori's dad shouted at me. "Together!"
"We weren't rolling in the leaves or anything. Look, no evidence." I put my other hand on Lori's other shoulder and turned her around backward, hoping against hope
she didn't have scratches from the tree on her bare back, or bark on her butt.
"Get your hands off my daughter. — Jennifer Echols

But you don't really think wearing a low-cut top to the boys' party will solve all your problems, do you?" she asked.
"Of course not. I think wearing a low-cut top to the boys' part will show Sean I'm ready for him."
"Lori, no girl is ever ready for a boy like Sean. How were finals?" Clearly she wanted to change the subject to impress upon me that boys were not all there was to a teenage girl's life. As if.
"Finals?" I asked.
"Yes, finals. To graduate from the tenth grade? You took them yesterday."
Wow, it was hard to believe I'd played hopscotch with the quadratic equation only twenty-seven hours ago. Thinking back, it seemed like I'd sleepwalked through the past nine months of school, compared with everything that had happened today.
Time flew when you were having Sean. — Jennifer Echols

As an entrepreneur, you can always find a solution if you try hard enough. — Lori Greiner

He grinned up at her, treading water. "Coming in?" "Me?" He moved closer, propelling himself toward the rock, only his head above the water's surface. His arms were long. Maybe long enough to reach her ankle. She stepped back. "It's nice. Cold, but you get used to it." His lips were turning purple. "I don't swim, remember?" "I'm not likely to forget. But I can teach you. It's not hard." She shook her head. "Suit yourself." Still grinning, he sank under the rippling surface. — Lori Benton

I'll kill him for you."
He sounded so sincere, and so accepting of her dysfunctional childhood, that a smile bloomed in Priss's heart. "Thank you." She drew him down to her for a longer kiss, one he gladly accepted. "That's sweet of you, but no."
His eyes narrowed. "Sweet? I offer to kill a man and you think it's sweet?"
"You wanted to kill him anyway. And so do I." The hard on his chest fascinated her, so she concentrated on that. "You've never come right out and said so, but I've known for a while that you're a good guy, Trace."
He gave her a cautious survey. "I'm not sure that accurately describes me. — Lori Foster

Son of a bitch!" Cash erupted. "He's wearing Nate's guns."
Reese had been too occupied gazing into those eyes to notice the oddity of a gun belt strapped around a naked waist. Cash was right. Those were Nate's pretty pearl pistols. Reese had never liked those guns. He liked them even less now.
"Sullivan, ask him where he got those," Cash demanded.
"What gave you the idea I can speak Comanche?" "Because you are one?"
"You're a jackass, but I don't expect you to talk to a donkey."
"This is no time to be funny, breed."
"Then quit trying so hard. — Lori Handeland

In the beginning I was really, really lean. For the longest time I did it all. I played every hat. I was in the factory, doing the graphic design, the photography, the selling - literally everything. I saved money doing what I could myself. It was hard but I learned. I learned that nobody's better than you to get your business off the ground. The experience you get is priceless. — Lori Greiner

It is an attention-getter. I mean, it's hard to ignore a woman lugging a cello around. — Lori Singer

She sleeps a lot these days " Matt explained. "And she's emotional to boot. If I didn't love her so much I'd probably strangle her."
"Emotional?"
"Yeah." Matt Vereker a younger, masculine version of Ray, gave an ear-to-ear grin. "Pregnant women are like that, you know."
"Preg - " The bottom dropped out of his stomach. Eli fumbled for the chair behind him then fell into it hard. His head swam. She wasn't seriously ill. "She's ... "
"If you can't even say it, how the hell do you think Ray feels. — Lori Foster

Life is hard. If anyone tells you otherwise, they're lying. But life without faith is even harder. — Lori Hatcher

And you're beautiful. You'd have to work pretty hard to mess that up. — Jennifer Echols

If you want to be in fashion you have to absolutely love what you do, because it's more than a job - it's your life. This is a very intense and hard business. But don't worry, trust life. Anything you want, you are capable of getting, it just takes a combination of effort and grace. — Lori Goldstein

By trying so hard to provide the perfectly happy childhood, we're just making it harder for our kids to actually grow up, — Lori Gottlieb

John's voice cracked when he answered, and she could hear the pain seeping in no matter how hard he tried to cover it. "What if I lose focus? What if I lose you?" he asked.
Katelyn framed his face with her hands and kissed him softly. "You won't," she said against his lips. "You won't lose me."
He just wrapped himself around her, kissing her with his drugging kisses. — Lori Ryan

I had an idea, I was passionate about it and I had to work hard to turn that into a big success and more products. — Lori Greiner

People ask me when I decided to become a playwright, and I tell them I decide to do it every day. Most days it's very hard because I'm frightened - not frightened of writing a bad play, although that happens often with me. I'm frightened of encountering the wilderness of my own spirit, which is always , no matter how many plays I write, a new and uncharted place. Every day when I sit down to write, I can't remember how it's done. — Suzan-Lori Parks

Somethings get easier. You get more confident in your abilities and you learn what kind of stories sell and what don't. But your standards kept going up with your skills, the business aspect of writing grows more complicated, and it becomes really hard to maintain any semblance of a balanced life the longer you're at this. No matter what level you're at, writing is always difficult. — Lori Wilde

No one expected you to amount to much," she told me. "Lori was the smart one, Maureen the pretty one, and Brian the brave one. You never had much going for you except that you always worked hard. — Jeannette Walls