Top 400 Amy Harmon Quotes (2024 Update)
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201. “You act like beauty is the only thing that makes us worthy of love.”

— Amy Harmon

202. “Only God decides when and how the reaping comes. That has nothing to do with us. We worry about what we’re sowing.”

— Amy Harmon

203. “Regret is just life’s aftertaste. No matter what you choose, you’re gonna wonder if you shoulda done things different.”

— Amy Harmon

204. “And so we endure. We have faith that there is purpose. We hope for things we can’t see. We believe that there are lessons in loss, power in love, and that we have within us the potential for a beauty so magnificent that our bodies can’t contain it.”

— Amy Harmon

205. “You are easy to overlook. Slim and pale and so quiet. But now that I’ve studied your soft grey eyes and traced the fine bones of your face, now that I’ve kissed your pale pink mouth, I don’t want to look anywhere else. My gaze is continually drawn back to you.”

— Amy Harmon

206. “Please, please, for the love of trolls and other blessed creatures, stop wandering around in the forest like yer a bat instead of a wee lady!”

— Amy Harmon

207. “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

208. “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

209. “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

210. “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

211. “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

212. “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

213. “That’s what marriage is. It’s shelter. It’s sustenance. It’s warmth. It’s finding rest in each other. It’s telling someone, You matter most.”

— Amy Harmon

214. “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

215. “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

216. “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

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

— Amy Harmon

218. “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

219. “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

220. “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

221. “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

222. “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

223. “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

224. “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

225. “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

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

— Amy Harmon

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

— Amy Harmon

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

— Amy Harmon

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

— Amy Harmon

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

— Amy Harmon

231. “If you push people away for long enough, isolation become a terrible habit. People start to believe your prefer it.”

— Amy Harmon

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

— Amy Harmon

233. “The world is alive with words.”

— Amy Harmon

234. “We spend our lives complicating what we would do better to accept. Because in acceptance, we put our energies into transcendence.”

— Amy Harmon

235. “Put your energy into rising above the things you can’t change, Naomi. Keep your mind right. And everything will work out for the best.”

— Amy Harmon

236. “I’d heard once that our view of God has everything to do with those who taught us about Him. Our image of Him often reflected our image of them. Eoin taught me about God, and because I loved and cherished Eoin, I loved and cherished God.”

— Amy Harmon

237. “Because the beauty of the fall was worth the pain of landing.”

— Amy Harmon

238. “Words managed to find me, whether I wanted to hear them or not.”

— Amy Harmon

239. “I wondered if weakness wasn’t just as dangerous. The weak allowed evil to flourish.”

— Amy Harmon

240. “Everyone who has ever lived. The wind and the water already know,” he said softly. “Know what?” “Everything. The wind you hear is the same wind that has always blown. The rain that falls is the same rain. Over and over, round and round, like a giant circle. The wind and the waves have been present since time began. The rocks and stars too. But the rocks don’t speak, and the stars are too far away to tell us what they know.”

— Amy Harmon

241. “Think of me when we part, I’ll send you with my heart. Keep it tucked next to yours, ‘Til you return once more.”

— Amy Harmon

242. “I would but find what’s there to find, Love or deceit. It was the mask engaged your mind, And after set your heart to beat, Not what’s behind. – W. B. Yeats.”

— Amy Harmon

243. “We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable rights, that among these are life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness,’” I began. He huffed under his breath, like I’d surprised him again, and I paused in my recitation. “You’ve memorized it?” he asked. “Yes, sir.” “Why?” “Because I believe in it.”

— Amy Harmon

244. “I love Ma an awful lot, but loving Ma is kinda like loving God. She’s not really a person.”

— Amy Harmon

245. “I’m a very ordinary girl, Moses. I know that I am. And I always will be. I can’t paint. I don’t know who Vermeer is, or Manet for that matter. But if you think ordinary can be beautiful, that gives me hope. And maybe sometime you’ll think about me when you need an escape from the hurt in your head.”

— Amy Harmon

246. “I have no pride left, Ambrose! Bailey said. No pride. But it was my pride or my life. I had to choose. So do you. You can have your pride and sit here and make cupcakes and get old and fat and nobody will give a damn after a while. Or you can trade that pride in for a little humility and take your life back.”

— Amy Harmon

247. “They moved silently in each other’s orbits, solitary planets in a lonely galaxy.”

— Amy Harmon

248. “He’d been given every word he needed, and every word had been stripped from me. I wanted them back. All of them.”

— Amy Harmon

249. “Someone very wise told me that we keep the people we love in our hearts. We never lose them as long as we can remember how it felt to be loved by them.”

— Amy Harmon

250. “We don’t get to choose when we go or how we go. None of us do.”

— Amy Harmon