Quotes from Kristin Hannah

You were struggling to break free of being my daughter but unsure of how to be yourself, while I was afraid to let you go. It's the circle of love.

Guys would come and go; girlfriends were forever. They knew that.

In the market, tourists were still crowded around the fish stand. White-aproned vendors threw thirty-pound king salmons through the air to one another: at every toss, tourists snapped photographs.

Let him think she was as safe as one could be. A coward.

This is only your first test. Learn from it.

I guess my mama was right about love. As screwed up as she is, she understands the durability and lunacy of it. You can't make yourself fall in love, I suppose, and you can't make yourself fall out of it.

They are obviously drowning in a sea of what they've lost. I know about those dark waters. Someone needs to throw them a life ring.

Mama and dad had run off together; theirs was a beautiful, romantic story of love against all odds. Mama had quit high school and "lived on love." That was how she always put it, the fairy tale. Now Leni was old enough to know that like all fairy tales, theirs was filled with thickets and dark places and broken dreams, and runaway girls.

She cried at last, for all the times she'd had been with her father and all the times she hadn't, and for all the times she never would be. When the tears had worn themselves out and left her dry, she got unsteadily to her feet.

You know the thing about history, Elsa? It's over. Already dead and gone." "They say people who don't heed history are doomed to repeat it." "Who says that? I ain't never heard it. I say folks who hang on to the past miss their chance for a future.

Famous people have more money Ã¢â'¬Â¦ and less freedom; they have more choices Ã¢â'¬Â¦ and less honesty. Everything is a trade-off. And when we let the media choose our heroes for us, we are lost already.

She knew sorrow would hit her later, hit her hard, the sudden, aching realization that her father was Gone, that she'd never pick up the phone and hear his voice again, or go to her mailbox and get a letter written in his bold, sweeping hand.

The things your parents say and the things your husband doesn't say become a mirror, don't they? You see yourself as they see you, and no matter how far you come, you bring that mirror with you." "Break it," Jean said. "How?" "With a gosh dang rock." Jean leaned forward. "I'm a mirror, too, Elsa. You remember that.

Girls like you can't understand," Julia said, and it was true. Ellie had been popular. She didn't know that some hurts were like a once-broken bone. In the right weather, they could ache for a lifetime. The

it's always about family. The past has an irritating way of becoming the present.

He should know better than to dream so big and to give voice to those dreams.

We must never forget these remarkable women and the daring, dangerous choices they made to save others and to protect and fight for their way of life.

Unless he reached out now, in the days that mattered, he would learn that some roads could not be refound and that true love took time and effort Ã¢â'¬Â¦ that a life lived in the glare of summer sunlight never produced a rainbow.

Love is what remains when everything else is gone. This is what I should have told my children when we left Texas. What I will tell them tonight. Not that they will understand yet. How could they? I am forty years old, and I only just learned this fundamental truth myself. Love. In the best of times, it is a dream. In the worst of times, a salvation. I

If nothing else, this pause has given me that: a lens through which to view my previous life. It's not forgiveness. Not even near that yet, but it is … acceptance, and that's better than nothing.

When you get . . . to the end, you see that love and family are all there is. Nothing else matters.

waited. It is a long story that doesn't matter anymore, except for this: he came back, and I took him in. We found a way to be happy again. So will you.

Hope is a coin I carry: an American penny, given to me by a man I came to love. There were times in my journey when I felt as if that penny and the hope it represented were the only things that kept me going.

The last thing she wanted was to give someone the power to hurt her. Self-preservation was the one thing she'd learned from her mother.