Top 400 Amy Harmon Quotes (2025 Update)
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351. “Volgar birdmen, hear my cry, Jeru’s burning, you will die. Close your wings and bow your heads, Every living birdman, dead.”

— Amy Harmon

352. “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

353. “And she signed them: Yours, Fern. Could you belong to someone who didn’t want you? Fern decided it was possible, because her heart was his, and whether or not he wanted it didn’t seem to make much difference.”

— Amy Harmon

354. “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

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

— Amy Harmon

356. “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

357. “Maybe I am one of the vanished,” I said. “The vanished?” Thomas asked. “We all vanish. Time takes us away, eventually.”

— Amy Harmon

358. “I am weighed down by the unknown and by my inability to prepare for it.”

— Amy Harmon

359. “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

360. “Many will seek to tell me what God’s will is. But nobody knows. Not really. Because God is quiet. Always. He is quiet, and my anguish is so intense, so incredibly loud, that right now I can only do my will and hope that somehow, it aligns with his.”

— Amy Harmon

361. “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.”

— Amy Harmon

362. “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.”

— Amy Harmon

363. “Silence, daughter. Stay alive.”

— Amy Harmon

364. “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

365. “But he says the wind is a gossipy wench, and if you don’t want anyone knowing your secrets, you’re better off telling a rock.”

— Amy Harmon

366. “It was both manic and mesmerizing, it was controlled chaos and detailed dementia.”

— Amy Harmon

367. “He thinks I have dementia. He doesn’t understand that I’m just old and rude.”

— Amy Harmon

368. “On the inside I would still be little Lark, brittle bones and sharp feelings, certain that I would never be able to fulfill the duties before me.”

— Amy Harmon

369. “He presented me to the people assembled and to the lords who looked at me with green eyes and yellow hearts, their bitter thoughts tinging the air around them.”

— Amy Harmon

370. “If I tell you right up front, right in the beginning that I lost him, it will be easier for you to bear.”

— Amy Harmon

371. “And you’re a sweet Georgia peach with fuzzy pink skin, and I’m not biting.”

— Amy Harmon

372. “It is one thing to fight for freedom; it is another to condemn the innocent to die in your war.”

— Amy Harmon

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

— Amy Harmon

374. “If spite was the only weapon at my disposal, I would continue to wield it.”

— Amy Harmon

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

— Amy Harmon

376. “But ideas are easy. Dreams are even easier. They don’t require application.”

— Amy Harmon

377. “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

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

— Amy Harmon

379. “He said Bailey taught him to love and to put things in perspective, to live for the present, to say I love you often and to mean it. And to be grateful for every day. It taught him patience and perseverance.”

— Amy Harmon

380. “It may be a small part, but you’ll kill it,” Noah promised. “I know you will. Sometimes it’s the smallest part that steals the show.”

— Amy Harmon

381. “It is impossible to explain to someone who is surrounded by their own language and people just how lonely it is to not understand and to not be understood.”

— Amy Harmon

382. “He might be the easiest man in the universe to love, because he expects so little. He expects nothing and is grateful for everything. With a man like that, how could you worry about being enough?”

— Amy Harmon

383. “None of us can help where we were scattered, Blue. But none of us has to remain where we were scattered.”

— Amy Harmon

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

— Amy Harmon

385. “Which composers?” “Claude Debussy, Erik Satie, and Maurice Ravel are my favorites.”

— Amy Harmon

386. “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.”

— Amy Harmon

387. “I told you. You told me. Only the wind knows which truly comes first.”

— Amy Harmon

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

— Amy Harmon

389. “Sasha of Kilmorda, of Solemn, of Enoch, of the plains of Janda, of every place in between, will you be Sasha of Jeru?” “Sasha of Kjell?” she asked. “Sasha of Kjell,” he answered. “I am yours, remember?” she reminded him, as if she’d already said yes a thousand times. “And I am yours,” he whispered.”

— Amy Harmon

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

— Amy Harmon

391. “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

392. “The world is alive with words.”

— Amy Harmon

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

— Amy Harmon

394. “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

395. “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

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

— Amy Harmon

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

— Amy Harmon

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

— Amy Harmon

399. “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

400. “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