Quotes from Kristin Hannah

She thought: It doesn't hurt, it's just my body. They can't touch my soul. It had become her mantra.

We came to find a better life, to feed our children. We aren't lazy or shiftless. We don't want to live the way we do. It's time," she said. "Time to say, No more. No more company store cheating us and keeping us poor. No more lowering wages. No more using us up and spitting us out and pitting us against each other. We deserve better. No more.

Every day is darker and colder.

The world can be changed by a handful of courageous people. Today we fight on behalf of those who are afraid.

gave off an eerie radiance that stained the trees and silvered the road.

ran along the stone wall. Two years ago this pantry had been full to overflowing with hams smoked in ash and jars full of duck fat set beside coils of sausage. Bottles of aged champagne

You see now," Jack said. "A fight like this isn't romantic. I was in San Francisco when the National Guard went after strikers with bayonets." "People died that day," Natalia said. "Strikers. They called it Bloody Thursday.

Some fears you carried alone.

The Flame and the Flower

She had counted on a lifetime to teach her children what they needed to know, but she didn't have that gift of grace and time. Still, she had given them what mattered: they were loved and they knew it. Everything else was decoration. Love remains.

tried to keep smiling. Truc took the beer from her and stood there in the pale rectangle of light. The dogs were quiet beside

She saw how death impacted people, saw the glazed look in their eyes, the way they shook their heads, the way their sentences broke in half as if they couldn't decide is silence or words would release them from sorrow.

cómo podía encontrarse? ¿Cómo podía una mujer entender su propia historia sin haber conocido antes la de su madre?

Loreda pulled Elsa into her arms and held her while she cried for all of it—the way they lived, the dreams they'd lost, the future they'd so blindly believed in. For the children who would grow up not knowing Jean. Her humor, her gentleness, her steel, her hopes for them.

Even if that is true, what does a person do about it? 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.

Never has the chasm between progress and poverty been so hauntingly large in this country as it is today. We are in the clutches of an economic depression so carnivorous and insatiable, it's eating the very fabric of our lives. We are sacrificing our children to it, our future. And no one, it seems, is listening.

She got out of the bus and walked alone through town, past a man sitting Indian-style on the side of the road, with a goose on his lap. She heard him say, No way Matilda, to the bird as she hurried past the dirty tent that housed the fishing-carter service". The Great Alone

Ten Days That Shook the World, by John Reed.

I guess no one stays friends for more than thirty years without a few broken hearts along the way.

We understand the value of forgetting, the lure of reinvention. Lately

I always thought it was what I wanted: to be loved and admired. Now I think I'd like to be known.

rebel instead of a dreamer. Daddy had given Loreda words; it was actions that mattered. She knew that now. Leaving. Staying. Fighting. Or walking away.

Sometimes life kicks the shit out of you; that's all. It's like the Stones said: You can't always get what you want.

her mother's fear, and the shame that was its silent twin.