J.D. Robb, Imitation in Death

"If you tell me I'm sensible in addition to normal and wise, I'm going to punch you in the stomach."

"When I came in and you were sleeping, I thought: There’s my soldier, exhausted from her wars.” He lifted her hand, kissed her fingers. “Now, I look, and I think: There’s my woman, soft and lovely.” Her lips curved as he undressed her. “Where do you get this stuff?” “It just comes to me. I’ve only to look at you, and the world comes to me. You’re my life."

"You've got no sense of humor."I'm going to laugh really hard after I kick your ass."