Quotes from Karen White

My mom would say that crying for the moon is a lot like sitting in a rocking chair: It keeps you busy but it won't get you anywhere.

Every woman should have a daughter to tell her stories to. Otherwise, the lessons learned are as useless as spare buttons from a discarded shirt. And all that is left is a fading name and the shape of a nose or the color of hair. The men who write the history books will tell you the stories of battle and conquests. But the women will tell you the stories of people's hearts.

I was starting to realize how much the presence of a child could make adults act more like adults.

We all make choices, Miss Szarka. And if it doesn't work out the way we wanted it to, we can spend a lifetime blaming ourselves or blaming others. Either way, we've spent a lifetime blaming instead of a lifetime doing other things...I think the possibilities for second chances are everywhere if we just look hard enough." Eve

Well, you get out of bed, you eat your grits, say hey to your neighbor, you give extra love to her children, and you live your life. The sun is a pretty stubborn guy, and he'll rise each day just to spite you. But life does go on.

I've been the sheriff here for about five years now, and I'm surprised we haven't met." "She's been gone awhile--out to California," Trip explained. The Sheriff nodded, replacing his hat,"Sorry to hear that.

hearing again the words from the Gullah woman, All shut-eye ain't sleep; all good-bye ain't gone.

The sun is a pretty stubborn guy, and he'll rise each day just to spite you.

life is a lot like the interstate, where every exit is an entrance someplace else.

She sobbed for the loss of her father, for his words of wisdom, for his constancy, and for the little girl at his knee she could never be again.

We've learned that great tragedy gives us opportunities for great kindness. It's like a needed reminder that the human spirit is alive and well despite all evidence to the contrary.

You're strong at the broken places.

Love is all about sacrifices—big and small ones. It's only when you know how much you could give up for somebody that you know what true love really is." The whirring fan spun above them,

I reached for Helen's hand, and felt her squeeze back, accepting that I would understand more than most the missing part of the human heart rendered by the absence of a mother and father.

Do I want to know where I came from? Yes. But that doesn't impact who I want to be.

Must take care of de root for to heal de tree.

The feelings I had for my sister were jumbled together, like the monkeys in a barrel game we'd had as children. All the brightly colored monkeys with their curved arms tangled and entwined, so convoluted that it was almost impossible to separate them.

feelings of hurt and betrayal and utter loss poured through me like batter hitting a hot skillet.

I've always thought that old clothes are a lot like old houses; they bring the past and present together.

every time we remembered something, we weren't remembering the event itself but the last time we'd remembered it. It

But bad news came at night, as if the sun were already in mourning.

Been there, done that, bought the T-shirt, thank you very much. Have no interest in a repeat performance." So

My mother once told me that a lifetime of good enough was a fair price to pay for a single moment of pure happiness.

Maybe with Sara's accident he had finally begun to see that life continued after a fall and that the hands that reached to pull you out didn't have to be your own.