240 Quotes by Rachel Hartman

I’m not saying don’t run—or walk, as you say—only that it sounds incomplete, as a life’s philosophy. I meant to prompt you to think further. What do you do when you get there?”“You don’t get there. You’re on the Road, and the Road goes ever on and on.

He was impugning my virtue. I ought to have been offended, but for some reason the idea tickled me. That could be my next career: instrument of torture! Seducing prisoners, and then revealing my dragon scales! They would confess out of sheer horror.

It was astonishing how much meaning could be crammed into a single word. How did such words not crumble under their own weight?

Don’t be afraid. We’re walking away from death, not toward it. Death is going back.

You won’t like hearing this, but sometimes you can’t fix what you broke. Sometimes you just have to live with it.

I took a break, stretched, tried again, failed, kicked over the music stand (I am not proud of that), and wonder whether I had reached the limits of my musical ability. Maybe I'd never had any. Surely someone with a modicum of talent wouldn't have to work this hard.

We curl around our own pain until we can’t see beyond ourselves. You want to walk on? Walk out of that shadow.

This clod is like my heartI smash it all apartI had one goal, to keep it wholeBut that’s beyond my art

All your failures and hopes, your suffering and striving, are inconsequential, compared with this. They are nothing.You are nothing.It was a relief to be nothing; it felt deep and beautiful and true.