Hannah Quotes

....both had learned that everything could change in an instant, and that the heartfelt vows of people in love were fragile words that, once shattered, could cut so deeply you'd bleed forever.

Their friendship was more important than any relationship. Guys would come and go; girlfriends were forever.

Marriages go through hard times. Sometimes you have to get in there and fight for your love. That's the only way for it to get better.

It’s a promise ring,” he said solemnly. “The lady at the store said it’s what you give the girl you love. It means I want to marry you someday.

Nina knew the power of black and white images. Sometimes a thing was its truest self when the colors were stripped away.

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

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

The hallmark of my books is the relationships that define women's lives.

It's not a date. I bought my own drink and I didn't shave my legs.

We women. as glue for the family. lead lives that are important and conflicted. What we women choose to give up for our families is important and valid.

One thing I can tell you for sure is this: we only regret what we don't do in life.

When you're a mom, you learn about fear. You're always afraid. Always. About everything from cupboard doors to kidnappers to weather.

She is like a child picking at a scab, unable to stop herself even though she knows it will hurt.

She waited for you in a thousand different ways.

It was true; always had been. Friendships were like marriages in that way. Routines and patterns were poured early and hardened like cement.

The at-home mother's life: it was a race with no finish line.

She used to tell me that she couldn't feel the sunlight anymore, not even when she was standing in it, not even when it was hot on her cheeks

I'm an insomniac lately. It's one of the many prizes you find in the Cracker Jack box of a crumbling [relationship].

If she wasn't careful, she'd slide without a ripple into the gently flowing stream of her old life, pulled back under the current without a wimper of protest. Another housewife lost in the flow.

Caro: "Bite me." Ruby: "I gave that up in kindergarten.

Sometimes holding on was all you could do.

You look great," he said. It made her smile, even if it was a lie. "I'm as big as a house." He laughed. "I like houses. In fact, I'm thinking about architecture as a career.

Stacey: "I'm surprised you haven't thrown me out." Comfort: "At your current weight, I'd need some sort of catapult.

Do you love him?" How would I know?" You'd know.

You couldn't give up you for them. But what if you wanted them more than you wanted a singular powerful you?

Of course you can fall in love. You just have to let yourself. They don't call it falling for nothing. -Kate

Popularity means people think they know you.

What good did it do to light the world on fire if she had to watch the glow alone?

I didn't know how...deep love ran, how it was in your blood, not your heart, and how that same blood pumped through your veins your whole life.

Real friends. The kind that don't purposely hurt your feelings or stop liking you for no reason.

I can be a little OCD when it comes to my writing.

Sometimes being a good friend means saying nothing.

No one has been buried at Mill Road Cemetery in Cambridge, England, for many years, and so the place has a shady, overgrown magic about it.

If Jesus came back and saw what was being done in his name, he'd never stop throwing up.

I could have been 23 next July I gambled on what mattered most, the dice were cast. I lost.

I rushed through the door.You had bitten a way for me.

Hate is... It's too easy. Love. Love takes courage.

Love. It was the beginning and end of everything, the foundation and the ceiling and the air in between.

Only be rebellious for good reasons.

I'll be singing hymns to the rafters, be praising His goodness so loud they're going to have to turn down the volume in Heaven.

I guess this is a message for those of you who contemplate permanent solutions to temporary problems. You never know what could be coming in the future. There is so much music you've yet to hear.

It must be comforting, to have a faith like that. To believe so concretely that there’s someone—something— out there watching guard, keeping us safe, testing us only with what we can handle.

I hate organized religion. I hate that people use it to justify their crappy, bigoted beliefs.

I wanted to walk faster, to run, far as possible from her, from my entire life, from the first day I ever saw her always just a few steps ahead.

Don't fall in love or let anyone's life become more important than your own.

I am a memory house for those I have lost, those I no longer know.

Everyone has too much of something, whether it’s time, talent or treasure. Everyone does have their own half, you just have to find it.

There is much in this world that hurts us, but if we let pain become our master, we live our lives as slaves.

We remained talking, fighting gently or viciously for what seemed like hours, but it was only minutes or perhaps a second, because it was only a dream.

I'm not saying he was, like, crying tears of man pain over the phone, but he sounded upset.