Quotes from Kristin Hannah

Love is nothing without faith. I lost that faith a long time ago. Of course you did. And you're right to blame your dad and me for it, but that doesn't matter anymore-whose fault it is. What matters is you. Can you let yourself jump without a net? Because that's what love is, what faith is. You're looking for a a guarantee, and those come with auto parts. Not love.

she would do anything, suffer anything, to be loved, even if it was just for a night.

Men tell stories," I say. It is the truest, simplest answer to his question. "Women get on with it. For us

She was feeling too much right now, and that was dangerous. Being a good psychiatrist was like reading a novel at forty. You needed to keep the words at arm's length or everything became a blur.

One kiss can change a girl's world.

You are never given a wish without also being given the power to make it true. You may have to work for it, however. —Richard Bach, Illusions

We can't live other people's lives for them. Even if we love them.

But you knew, or should know, that it was a wild thing you lived with, that a collar and leash and a bowl of food might tame the actions of the beast, but couldn't change its essential nature.

He started to cry, and she pulled him into her arms. It took perhaps the greatest courage of her life to let go of him.

She'd heard it from him all her life; just once she wanted to hear him say that Mom should try harder. "I will," she said, completing their little fairy tale as she always did. And she would try. She always did, but she and her mother would never be close. There was just too much water under that bridge.

Chaos. Dust. Crowds. The street was a living, breathing dragon of humanity, inching forward, wheezing dirt, honking horns; people yelling for help, babies crying, and the smell of sweat heavy in the air. Automobiles

Dreams. They'd had so many of them, and a surprising number had come true. The funny thing was that she hadn't valued them all highly enough when she'd had the chance.

Like geese," she whispered into the tiny, shell-pink ear, "their babies imprint on the mama in the first sighting and never forget.

When I held my babies and looked into their murky eyes, I found my life's work. My passion. My purpose. It may not be trendy, but I was born to be a mother, and I loved every single second of it.

How could any woman know her own story until she knew her mother's? "They take me prisoner instead," Mom said, still staring out the window.

The father who went off to war was not the one who came home. She had tried to be loved by him; more important, she had tried to keep loving him, but in the end, one was as impossible as the other. In

Vianne knelt down beside Sarah, she felt for a pulse and found none. The silence turned sour, thick; all Vianne could think about was the sound of this child's laughter and how empty the world would be without it.

Depression has descended like a bell jar around me.

We are gonna be Harry and Hermione. Friends forever.

if wishes were horses, all beggars would ride

I finally learned that life is not made up of BIG moments and sudden epiphanies, but rather of tiny bits of time, some so small they pass by unnoticed.

They were at war. Time was the one luxury no one had anymore. Tomorrow felt as ephemeral as a kiss in the dark. She

I can drop a dove in midflight. And I don't even want to hurt them. You, I kinda want to shoot.

Time. Hers had gone too fast. She'd only just discovered who she was.