669 Quotes by Kristin Hannah

It doesn’t hurt, it’s just my body. They can’t touch my soul.

She had felt lonely for years, but now she truly was alone.

You couldn’t control the direction of your family any more than you could stop the continental shelf from breaking apart. All you could do was hold on for the ride.

The only real thing in this icy blue-and-black world is my daughter’s hand in mine.

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

That evening, after dinner, Leni sat on her twin bed, reading. The Stand by Stephen King. In the past week, she’d read three books by him and discovered a new passion. Goodbye science fiction and fantasy, hello horror. She figured it was a reflection of her inner life. She’d rather have nightmares about Randall Flagg or Carrie or Jack Torrance than about her own past.

It’s funny how things slip away, pieces of us, even.

If I’m finally taking a trip into the unknown; there ought to be photographs to document this momentous event.

Sometime – she didn’t know when – she closed her eyes and reached out, placing a hand in the hollow of his stomach, feeling it rise and fall with his breathing. It was like resting her hand on the ocean in summer, when the tide was coming in.