Quotes from Diane Chamberlain

Sleep was not a friend these days. It was just the waiting period between nightmares.

Let's reframe what you're going through, Maggie," he said. "I'd like you to think of it as grief." "For the people who died?" "No. For yourself. For the life you thought you had before the fire. Before Ben.

Religion seems to have twisted the idea of God into a way to control people.

Warren Hirsh graciously answered my endless questions. Thank you to my brother

But somethings are just too important to let fear stand in the way.

I'd married a near stranger because I felt like I had no choice. When you're young, you have more choices than you'll ever again have in your life, yet sometimes you can't see them. I'd truly been blind.

So, when it comes to making a decision, look at both sides, listen to your heart, then pick one and dive in.

went wrong with Celia, too, she

Two decades had passed, yet she still saw her parents' bloodied bodies in every shooting victim she treated.

It's amazing what you'll do for your child, isn't it?

You're supposed to help people, even if it's hard to do. Especially if it's hard to do.

The cost of doing something would be terrific; the cost of doing nothing even greater.

One thing I was absolutely sure of was his love. Love made any problem solvable.

I used to wish I look like her, awful pretty. But if that prettiness comes with being stupid, I don't want it.

Perhaps now that she'd told the story, it would lose its power over her. She hoped she would never have to repeat it to anyone ever again.

Facing her fear turned out to be the only hard part.

You're trying to paint things as either black or white," he said. "As either good or evil. It's never that neat.

Sometimes coloring outside the lines can cost you ,' she said. 'Only you can figure out if it's worth it.

Olivia: "Were you aiming at someone?" Alec: "...God, I think...

Conversation that was lifeless, hollow, dry as bone.

More often than not, family stories turn out to be etched in sand rather than granite. Even the parts we think are true—even the parts about ourselves—crumble

It's not my mind that's sick... It's my soul. ...and there aren't any drugs that are gonna fix that.

motioned me over.

You could block things from your mind for years at a time. You could make them go away because you know that if you let them in, the pain could nearly kill you.