Top 400 Amy Harmon Quotes (2026 Update)
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301. “Often-times, grass was more useful than gold. Man was more desirable than a beast. Chance was more seductive than knowledge, and eternal life was completely meaningless without love.”

— Amy Harmon

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

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303. “A man is what he makes of himself. It is not something bestowed on him.”

— Amy Harmon

304. “So our loyalty is to Ireland and Irishmen unless they disagree with us, then we mow them down? That’s not the way it’s supposed to work,” Thomas insisted, incredulous.”

— Amy Harmon

305. “Sometime we are given something so special, so wonderful, that one is enough.”

— Amy Harmon

306. “I am not good.” He felt like weeping. He was not good. He was not generous. He was not courageous or compassionate. He simply loved her. And love made him a better man. That was all.”

— Amy Harmon

307. “Mami told me not to tell her when my friends hurt me, because I would forgive them eventually, and she never would.”

— Amy Harmon

308. “Georgia’s eyes. Georgia’s hair. Georgia’s smile. Georgia’s personality. Georgia’s kisses.”

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309. “I turned, letting her catch me. And I caught her too, wrapping my arms around her so tight that the space between us became space around us, space above us, but not space inside us.”

— Amy Harmon

310. “I hope the reader will experience the story in the spirit it was written, recognizing that who we are is not who they were, and judging historical people by today’s standards prevents us from learning from them, from their mistakes and their triumphs. These people helped build the framework that we now stand on. We should be careful about burning it down.”

— Amy Harmon

311. “I was only limited by my ignorance, by my fear, and by my own sense of right and wrong.”

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312. “Maybe the moral of the legend is that we are all carved, created, and formed by a master hand. Maybe we are all works of art.”

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313. “Life shouldn’t be lived at full speed, but in anticipation and appreciation.”

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314. “When one dreams terrible dreams, part of the unconscious mind reassures that wakefulness will summon reality and banish the nightmare.”

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315. “Slavery hasn’t ended, and women still have our place, and we’d best not venture out of it. Maybe it is because we are treasured, as John once said, but it is one thing to be treasured and it is another to be a treasure. One is valued, one is possessed, and people aren’t possessions.”

— Amy Harmon

316. “Your hate will only harm you,” he said. “Just.”

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317. “Every day it’s another terrible story, another unforgiveable event. The whole country is under immense strain, yet there is an odd hopefulness mixed with the fear.”

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318. “I find men are more apt to let us play if they believe they will triumph.”

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319. “You are kind,” she said softly. “I am not kind,” Kjell scoffed. “And you are good,” she added. “I am not good!” he laughed. “I have never known a man like you.” “You were a slave in Quondoon! The men you knew were not trying to impress you.” “Neither are you, Captain. Yet I am still impressed.” “Then you have a lot to learn.” She.”

— Amy Harmon

320. “There will be a battle, and you will need to protect your heart.”

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321. “The things that are meant to be are the things we can’t control, the things we don’t cause, the things that happen regardless of who or what we are. Like sunsets and snow-fall and natural disasters. I’ve never believed hardship or suffering was meant to be. I’ve never believed relationships were meant to be. We choose. In large part, we choose. We create, we make mistakes, we burn bridges, we build new ones.”

— Amy Harmon

322. “I can’t heal what isn’t broken.”

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323. “The pain in my chest was a physical thing, biting and twisting, and I bore down to combat it, to extinguish it, but it grew like Medusa’s hair, the writhing tendrils slipping up and out of my eyes in hot, wet rivulets.”

— Amy Harmon

324. “But I look back on the days when he was a newborn babe, when I had to hold him all night to keep him from crying, and I long for that time. There will never be a night like that again.”

— Amy Harmon

325. “I had never been embraced. Not once in my memory had I been cradled in another’s arms, but John Paterson clutched me to his heart like the prodigal son come home.”

— Amy Harmon

326. “Those are my five greats for Georgia today. Those were my five greats yesterday and they will be tomorrow and the next day, until your kisses get old. Then I’ll have to think of something else.”

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327. “I loved churches the way I loved cemeteries and books. All three were markers of humanity, of time, of life.”

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328. “Falling is easier if you don’t fight it.”

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329. “Silence, daughter. Stay alive.”

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330. “The best thing about books is that you can start wherever you like. The pages are in order, but no one will know if you read the last one first.” He.”

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331. “The words had risen from his skin even when he wasn’t speaking, and I had called them to me, collecting them like falling leaves, pressing them between the heavy pages of my memory so I could keep them.”

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332. “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

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

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334. “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

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

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336. “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.”

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

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338. “Stress and loss have made us all phantoms of ourselves.”

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339. “Time may heal all wounds, but it ain’t no plastic surgeon.’” “What.”

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340. “My father told me once that we are on earth to learn. God wants us to receive everything that life was meant to teach. Then we take what we’ve learned, and it becomes our offering to God and to mankind. But we have to live in order to learn. And sometimes we have to fight in order to live.”

— Amy Harmon

341. “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

342. “I hated making small talk and avoided people in the grocery store and other places just so that i wouldn’t have to think of things to say. I liked people, i cared about them, and i wanted to be a good person, but don’t make me chat idly on the telephone or make pleasant conversation just for the sake of being polite.- Josie Jo Jensen.”

— Amy Harmon

343. “What you tell him he can’t have, he’ll set his heart on.”

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344. “We’re more than male or female. More than our lips and tongues, more than our hearts and our lungs, more than the muscles that move beneath our skin and the blood that runs through our veins. We’re more than our arms and legs. More than our eyes. More than our feet and hands. We’re more than just a collection of bones, cobbled together by God or eons of evolution. We have souls. We have purpose. We’re more.”

— Amy Harmon

345. “Yes. Thankfully. They still read books.” I laughed. “‘There is no frigate like a book to take us lands away,’” I quoted. “Emily Dickinson,” he supplied.”

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346. “Destroying all the things you hate won’t change any of that. You still won’t be a bear or a bird or a horse. Hating men won’t make you a man. Hating your womb or your breasts or your own weakness won’t make those things go away. You’ll still be a woman. Hating never fixed anything.”

— Amy Harmon

347. “But we have to live in order to learn. And sometimes we have to fight in order to live. This.”

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348. “He told me everything would be okay because the wind already knows,” I whispered.”

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349. “With the heat billowing out around us and inside us, the lights of the dash our only stars, Finn let his hands slide over me, breathing life into me, letting his colors flow through me, his mouth call out to me. And I met him at the door.”

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350. “I was a soldier, and I am proud of that. I am a mother too, and a wife, and I have not wished away the blessings or power of womanhood, as you once counseled. I have embraced every role, played every part, and made my mark on the world.”

— Amy Harmon