Quotes from Barbara Delinsky

Mother-daughter disagreements were, in hindsight, basically mother stating the truth and daughter taking her own sweet time coming around.

When we lose someone we love, we can either die with them or live on to celebrate their life.

So, is it harder to dream about what you don´t have than to live in fear of losing what you do?

Always a sucker for blue eyes, she was relieved to be released.

the kind. He had given Sarah this robe three birthdays ago. It was one

It´s like you get started in one direction and pick up speed, and you may forget where you´re going and why,but the momentum takes you there anyway. Only, you find out when you arrive that it isn´t where you wanted to be.

Tonight?" Hope asked.

matter that the robe was pure silk and had cost a fortune, their daughter wouldn't be caught dead in anything

Everyone in the world is guilty of something.

wanting her parents' approval, needing to think she was making them proud. Parents held a remarkable power over their children. It didn't matter how old those children grew, or how distant in their everyday lives. They received messages from their parents from the moment of birth. Those messages were nearly as deeply etched on the psyche as hair, eyes, and height in the genes.

If I tell her about Ronald Doe, I'll have to get into the whole thing about Elizabeth's estate, in which case Anne may jump to the worst conclusion and go to the police herself. So no to that, too.

her. May I use the car?

How to describe what she felt as she stood at the head of an all-new cobblestone drive looking at the rebuilt facade of what had once been a weary old Cape? There was relief that the hard work was done, and surprise—always surprise—that everything had come together so well. There was also a sense of ownership. Caroline hadn't asked to be the mouthpiece of the show, but after nearly ten years as host, it was her baby as much as anyone's. Gut

What's the difference between a dead dog in the road and a dead lawyer in the road? There are skid marks in front of the dog.

Inviting viewers along with her chin, she started to walk. Talk came easily. She hadn't expected that, when she stumbled into this role, but she and the camera had become friends. "It's been six months since we began work on the small Cape that Rob and Diana LaValle put in our care. They needed more space, but since

He didn't remind himself of any of those things because they only made him feel heartsick and empty—empty and helpless—helpless and angry—angry and confused.

he didn't look as much like a user as a man who had lost someone near and dear. She let it go. Wasn't that the lesson of the week? Anger accomplished nothing. Denial was a crutch.

Accept what you can't change by changing what you can't accept. My father may have died nearly in front of my daughter's nose, but I won't have her thinking the timing was all bad. I can change the narrative. Can't I?

bright May morning, with the

I understand Tom's got a good business going now." Sheila nodded. "Computers. He's taught me a lot about them. They're not really so bad. Oh, they don't pick up the dirty laundry or do boring case reports or—" she glanced down "—fix rum and Cokes, but they're pretty clever when it comes to things intellectual." She drawled the last for every syllable it was worth.

Inviting viewers along with her chin, she started to walk. Talk came easily. She hadn't expected that, when she stumbled into this role, but she and the camera had become friends. "It's been six months since we began work on the small Cape that Rob and Diana LaValle put in our care. They needed more space, but since the house was originally built by Diana's grandparents and

Susan could feel his anguish radiating through the fingers that held hers so tightly. She was close enough to him to know what he was feeling far more than fear for his mother's life. He hadn't seen the woman in fifteen years. At that moment, he was deeply regretting the separation.

My mom used to argue that tombstones don't list jobs. They list relationships—daughter, wife, mother. Forget everything else right now; I need to recoup the wife part.

Letting go wasn't a betrayal, but rather a pure form of love. But letting go entailed acceptance of reality