Top 400 Amy Harmon Quotes (2025 Update)
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201. “To heal with herbs and soothe with my touch. I learned wisdom and wariness, and I learned to patiently accept and quietly wait.”

— Amy Harmon

202. “Someone once told me that when people leave Ireland, they never go back. I couldn’t bear the thought of never going back. So I stayed.”

— Amy Harmon

203. “People love babies, even sick babies. Even crack babies. But babies grow up to be kids. Nobody really wants messed up kids. And Moses was messed up.”

— Amy Harmon

204. “Have you ever stared at a painting so long that the colors blur and you can’t tell what you’re looking at anymore? There’s no form, face, or shape–just color, just swirls of paint? I think people are like that. When you really look at them, you stop seeing a perfect nose or straight teeth. You stop seeing the acne scar or the dimple in the chin. Those things start to blur, and suddenly you see them, the colors, the life inside the shell, and beauty takes on a whole new meaning.”

— Amy Harmon

205. “Everything was different enough that it took a moment to adjust but similar enough that I grew impatient with myself for the difficulty I was experiencing.”

— Amy Harmon

206. “I have loved you every moment of every day, and I will love you until I cease to be. Bird, man, or king, I love you, and I will always love you.”

— Amy Harmon

207. “But the wind and water know all the earth’s secrets. They’ve seen and heard all that has ever been said or done. And if you listen, they will tell you all the stories and sing every song. The stories of everyone who has ever lived. Millions and millions of lives. Millions and millions of stories.”

— Amy Harmon

208. “The world is alive with words. The animals, the trees, the grass, and the birds hum with their own words. “Life,” they say. “Air,” they breathe. “Heat,” they hum. The birds call “Fly, fly!” and the leaves wave them onward, uncurling as they whisper “grow, grow.”

— Amy Harmon

209. “We are more than just a collection of bones, cobbled together by God or by eons of evolution. We have souls. We have purpose. We’re more.”

— Amy Harmon

210. “Ah, do not mourn,” he said, “That we are tired, for other loves await us; Hate on and love through unrepining hours. Before us lies eternity; our souls Are love, and a continual farewell.”

— Amy Harmon

211. “I fell in love with you in pieces. Layer by layer, day by day, inch by inch.”

— Amy Harmon

212. “Oh, Bonny. That’s funny. That’s a funny one. ‘I want the world to accept her,’” he said, pitching his voice a little higher, mimicking me. “Well go on then, woman. Go chase acceptance. When you find it, let me know. ‘Cause there’s a few African folk who’d really like to know where it is.”

— Amy Harmon

213. “We can’t escape ourselves, Tag. Here, there, half-way across the world, or in a psych ward in Salt Lake City. I’m Moses and you’re Tag. And that part never changes. So either we figure it out here or we figure it out there. But we still gotta deal. And death won’t change that.”

— Amy Harmon

214. “For he comes, the human child, To the waters and the wild With a faery, hand in hand, From a world more full of weeping than he can understand. – W. B. Yeats.”

— Amy Harmon

215. “But sand is my business. Sand, soda ash, and lime. Without sand, there wouldn’t be glass. My father named the company Ostrica – oyster – because the oyster takes the sand and makes it into something beautiful. Like we do. We take the sand and make it into glass.”

— Amy Harmon

216. “Be careful what you fear,” Ivo replied, grave. “We draw the attention of the fates when our fear grows too loud. The fates are cruel, and they will reward you with what you fear most.”

— Amy Harmon

217. “I need you, Fern. I’m not going to lie. I need you. But I don’t need you the same way Bailey did. I need you because it hurts when we’re apart. I need you because you make me hopeful. You make me happy.”

— Amy Harmon

218. “I’d been standing on a ledge... I couldn’t move forward or back. Couldn’t move to the left or the right. I couldn’t sleep or breathe too deeply for fear of falling. So I held perfectly still on my ledge, making no sudden moves. And in that stillness, I existed. I coped.”

— Amy Harmon

219. “But regardless of illness or weakness, if we don’t own our actions and don’t demand that others own theirs, then what’s the point? We might as well give up now. We have to expect better of ourselves. We have to.”

— Amy Harmon

220. “Don’t revel in tragedy, Annie. Rejoice in love. And once you find it, don’t let it go.”

— Amy Harmon

221. “That’s why I go to the gym. I want to look like Tag,” he.”

— Amy Harmon

222. “An education was about more than reading and arithmetic. It was about wonder too, and becoming able and useful people.”

— Amy Harmon

223. “Time softens memories, sanding down the rough edges of death.”

— Amy Harmon

224. “When I touch you, I cease to be.”

— Amy Harmon

225. “I’m convinced everyone is a little vile, if they are honest about it. Vile and scared and human.”

— Amy Harmon

226. “I was spent without compromise, sated without sacrifice, completely and totally head-over-heels in love. And it was delicious.”

— Amy Harmon

227. “When I struggled to get the words out, my grandfather would hand me a pen and paper. “If you can’t say them, write them. They last longer that way. Write all your words, Annie. Write them and give them somewhere to go.”

— Amy Harmon

228. “My eyes were heavy, and my awareness hung on by the thinnest of threads, but I thought I heard him mutter. “I think I will keep you.”

— Amy Harmon

229. “There were no highway signs to guide. But they made up their minds, If all roads were blind, They wouldn’t give up ’til they died.”

— Amy Harmon

230. “It’s not just about what’s there, but what isn’t .”

— Amy Harmon

231. “Idealism often rewrites history to suit her narrative.”

— Amy Harmon

232. “I wondered how he’d learned to push the words away, to drown them, to not feel them pounding against his head and his heart, begging to be spoken.”

— Amy Harmon

233. “In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God.”

— Amy Harmon

234. “I kind of prefer being by myself, but I can’t expect anyone to want to get to know me if I purposely keep myself separated.” I paused as his face remained stony. “Mrs. Grimaldi says you can’t build walls and then be mad when no one wants to climb over them.”

— Amy Harmon

235. “A rejected infant will often die, even if its basic needs are met. A rejected child will spend his whole life trying to please everyone else, and never please himself. A rejected woman will often cheat, just to feel desirable. A rejected man will rarely try again, no matter how lonely he is. A rejected people will convince themselves they deserve it, if only to make sense of a senseless world. I’m.”

— Amy Harmon

236. “We can’t escape ourselves, Tag. Here, there, half-way across the world, or in a psych ward in Salt Lake City. I’m Moses and you’re Tag. And that part never changes.”

— Amy Harmon

237. “Go left for a bit; go right for a bit more. Pull over and ask if you get lost, but you shouldn’t get lost because it’s not that far.”

— Amy Harmon

238. “I don’t think we get answers to every question. We don’t get all the whys. But I think when we look back to the end of our lives, if we do the best we can, and we will see that the things we begged God to take from us, the things we cursed him for, the things that made us turn our backs on him, are the things that were the biggest blessings, the biggest opportunities for growth.”

— Amy Harmon

239. “The dead weren’t angry or lost. They knew exactly what was up. It was the living that didn’t have a clue.”

— Amy Harmon

240. “People who are afraid of the truth never find it.”

— Amy Harmon

241. “Faeries, come take me out of this dull world, For I would ride with you upon the wind, Run on the top of the disheveled tide, And dance upon the mountains like a flame.”

— Amy Harmon

242. “You were not supposed to love me, Lark. I did not set out to make you love me. And I was not supposed to love you. But I do. And it is terrible.”

— Amy Harmon

243. “The ability to devastate. Maybe that’s how we know we’ve lived. How we know we’ve truly loved.”

— Amy Harmon

244. “Was I changing history, or had I always been part of it?”

— Amy Harmon

245. “The nuns complained that religion was not a buffet from which I could select only certain dishes. I politely smiled and quietly disagreed. Life, religion, and learning were exactly that. A series of choices. If I had tried to consume everything that was presented to me all at once, I would have become too full too quickly, and all the flavors would have run together. Nothing would have made any sense in and of itself.”

— Amy Harmon

246. “Rita has spent her whole life being chased by boys. Because of that, she never had a chance to stop running long enough to figure out who she was and what kind of guy she should let catch her.”

— Amy Harmon

247. “It’s worth it, you know. What is, Jennie? The pain. It’s worth it. The more you love, the more it hurts. But it’s worth it. It’s the only thing that is.”

— Amy Harmon

248. “I imagined the crack baby, Moses, having a giant crack that ran down his body, like he’d been broken at birth.”

— Amy Harmon

249. “You may not be a work of art, but you are definitely a piece of work.”

— Amy Harmon

250. “I joined him, laughing because we had looked death in the face and lived to tell about it, laughing because I didn’t want to cry.”

— Amy Harmon