Top 400 Amy Harmon Quotes (2026 Update)
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301. “Silence, daughter. Stay alive.”

— Amy Harmon

302. “The newer plots, newer deaths, rimmed the edges of the graveyard, as if death rippled outward like a rock tossed in a lake.”

— Amy Harmon

303. “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

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

— Amy Harmon

305. “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

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

— Amy Harmon

307. “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

308. “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

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

— Amy Harmon

310. “Sometimes funny is all you’ve got.”

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311. “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

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

— Amy Harmon

313. “I’ve come to believe that home is not a place. Home is inside of us. Home is the people we love. Home is what we strive for.”

— Amy Harmon

314. “I wrapped my head in my arms, and let the torrent consume me. I had never let myself cry like this. I had feared that if I opened the floodgates I would drown. But as the waves crashed over me, I was not consumed, I was swept up, washed, my soul blanketed with blessed relief. Hope rose within me like a buoy. And with the hope, came peace. And the peace calmed the waters and quieted the storm, until I sat, spent, bled out, done.”

— Amy Harmon

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

— Amy Harmon

316. “The world is alive with words.”

— Amy Harmon

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

— Amy Harmon

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

— Amy Harmon

319. “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

320. “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

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

— Amy Harmon

322. “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

323. “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.”

— Amy Harmon

324. “But whoever made this world understands beauty and love. All you have to do is look around to feel it. And I don’t think that ever ends. ‘Whatever God does, it is forever,’” I quoted. “I imagine death is like moving into a new season.”

— Amy Harmon

325. “I would have to keep reminding myself that her anger, though directed at me, was not my burden.”

— Amy Harmon

326. “You can run, hide, or die. But wherever you go, there you’ll be.”

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327. “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

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

— Amy Harmon

329. “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.”

— Amy Harmon

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

— Amy Harmon

331. “Energy isn’t really created or destroyed, it’s simply redirected.”

— Amy Harmon

332. “Yeah. You were too little I guess. Hondo was a good horse. Grandpa loved him as much as you love Sackett.”

— Amy Harmon

333. “In a way, he radicalized me too, if faith can be called radical. I’ve come to think it might be the most rebellious thing of all.”

— Amy Harmon

334. “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

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

— Amy Harmon

336. “Millie told me once that the ability to devastate is what makes a song beautiful. Maybe that’s what makes life beautiful too. The ability to devastate. Maybe that’s how we know we’ve lived. How we know we’ve truly loved.”

— Amy Harmon

337. “I didn’t want to be taken care of. I wanted to run away from all the men who sought dominion over me, who thought they could own me, imprison me, use me, cut me.”

— Amy Harmon

338. “See? The moment you quit chasing him, that’s when he wants you. He looks jealous. He thinks he’s been replaced.”

— Amy Harmon

339. “A man won’t suffer or sacrifice for something he doesn’t love.”

— Amy Harmon

340. “But there, in a little boat in Venice, as I watched the sun set – a fiery, hellish, red ball turning the water and sky into shades of heaven – my eyes had filled up with tears at the violent beauty of it all. In that moment, I realized I wanted to live again. For the first time in a long time, I was glad to be alive.”

— Amy Harmon

341. “His voice was so flat I could have built a wall on it.”

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342. “Death had taken his smirk and his scowl. He was gray-faced and gutted, and I crouched beside him for a moment, unable to comprehend the reality of it all. The birds warbled above me and the sky was blue. That death could exist on a beautiful day was inconceivable to me.”

— Amy Harmon

343. “But whether or not they chose to take a step into the unknown, the unknown would still come, the yawning precipice would still swallow them whole, and life as they knew it would be over. And they had all become highly aware of the end.”

— Amy Harmon

344. “People liked religion but they didn’t want to have to exercise any faith. Religion was comforting with all its structure and its rules. It made people feel safe. But faith wasn’t safe. Faith was hard and uncomfortable and forced people to step out on a limb.”

— Amy Harmon

345. “But it was a road I hadn’t built, and I’m convinced you can’t ever be completely happy walking on someone else’s road. Someone else’s path. The way to true happiness is to forge your own, even if your road isn’t straight. Even if there are bridges to build and mountains to tunnel through. Nothing feels as good as paving your own way.”

— Amy Harmon

346. “Maybe someday, as the knots became unraveled, this moment would wrap around him, tying him to her. Or maybe her love would simply loosen the strings, freeing him to walk away.”

— Amy Harmon

347. “I’d been wrong about one thing. These were not average men and women. Time had not given them a gloss they had not earned. Even those I wanted to loathe, based on my own research and conclusions, conducted themselves with fervor and honest conviction. These weren’t posing politicians. They were patriots whose blood and sacrifice deserved history’s pardon and Ireland’s compassion.”

— Amy Harmon

348. “His good looks made him believe he deserved more than life gave him. Had he been plain, he might not have been so proud.”

— Amy Harmon

349. “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

350. “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