Top 400 Amy Harmon Quotes (2026 Update)
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351. “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

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

— Amy Harmon

353. “Thomas asked if I would entertain his guests with the story of the holy birth and light the candles in the ballroom windows. The candles were a tradition, a signal to Mary and Joseph that there was room for them inside. In Penal times, when priests were forbidden to perform Mass, the candle in the window was a symbol of the believer, a sign that the inhabitants of the house would also welcome the priests.”

— Amy Harmon

354. “My job this year is to introduce you to stories that open your mind to a broader world – a colorful history – and to help you see the connections to your own life.”

— Amy Harmon

355. “We never saw what was obvious until we were hit over the head with it.”

— Amy Harmon

356. “Silence was a close cousin to invisibility.”

— Amy Harmon

357. “But sometimes in my reading I would discover new insights or have seemingly profound thoughts that would change my way of thinking.”

— Amy Harmon

358. “The Andersons are from Norway. The McNeelys are Irish. Johann Gruber is from Germany. You’re part Indian, and I’m a widow.” She shrugs. “We all need each other. We can all live side by side peaceably, can’t we? We don’t all have to be exactly the same.”

— Amy Harmon

359. “There was no way she could go back. She would be unalterably changed, ruined for anyone else. And she knew it as surely as if she’s been kissed by a thousand men.”

— Amy Harmon

360. “As I sat in the old church where generations of my ancestors may have worshipped, where prayers had been spoken and hearts broken and healed, it all made sense for a small moment. Religion made sense, if only to add context to the struggle of life and death. The church was a monument to what had been, a connection to the past that comforted those in the present, and it comforted me.”

— Amy Harmon

361. “Our aspirations are so often influenced by our appearance.”

— Amy Harmon

362. “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

363. “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

364. “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

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

— Amy Harmon

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

— Amy Harmon

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

— Amy Harmon

368. “I’ve often thought that beauty can be a deterrent to love,” Fern’s father mused. “Why?” “Because sometimes we fall in love with a face and not what’s behind it.”

— Amy Harmon

369. “I cornered him a few nights after the stampede and made sure he knew that little boys who liked rope got sliced up by men who liked knives.”

— Amy Harmon

370. “Someday, I would be the one to leave.”

— Amy Harmon

371. “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.”

— Amy Harmon

372. “But “normal” changed, and though I was the first female schoolteacher in Middleborough, I doubted I would be the last. It only took one person to climb a mountain or reach a summit before others followed and sought new heights.”

— Amy Harmon

373. “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

374. “If she looks like you, everyone will know you’re her dad,” Henry said, his voice perfectly level, his eyes solemn. “And that will make her happy.”

— Amy Harmon

375. “She did not fear death, so she knew death would not come. Fear was like that. Fear called out to fate, and fate always answered.”

— Amy Harmon

376. “Many wonder what it is all for. I wonder what it is all for. And yet that truth, the truth of the ages, is that it is not for ourselves that we act. It is not our lives we are building, but the lives of generations that will come.”

— Amy Harmon

377. “I had enough money to comfortably last a lifetime. I had respect. Acclaim. My publicist would worry. My editor would fret. My agent might even grieve. Would anyone else?”

— Amy Harmon

378. “The one thing my mother gave me was my name. She made me proud of my name. She made me proud of what I came from and who I was. Yet I have spent so many years hiding from my name.” I rubbed my chest, battling the sentiment that surged there. “It was Deborah Samson who marched and bled and starved and served. Me. But Deborah Samson is still an object of scorn and speculation when anyone thinks of me at all. And I have allowed myself to be by staying silent.”

— Amy Harmon

379. “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

380. “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

381. “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

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

— Amy Harmon

383. “Forgiveness is usually easier than permission.”

— Amy Harmon

384. “Words are like souls. Soundless, even shapeless. But full of substance.”

— Amy Harmon

385. “I saw you,” she whispered, her body quaking and her fingers caressing his face. Kjell leaned in, filling his hands with her hair and his mouth with her kiss. “I saw you,” he said against her lips. “And I never looked away.”

— Amy Harmon

386. “You are a tiny, worker ant. You never stop. Never take a break. You work harder than anyone I know. And you carry everyone else’s weight. You always have. But you can’t be strong all the time. I forget that too.”

— Amy Harmon

387. “I hold the world but as the world, a stage where every man must play a part. And mine is a sad one,’” I quoted. How often had I pondered that line? My mother looked up at me, her head cocked quizzically. “Every part is a sad one, Deborah. And rarely one of our choosing.” I could not argue with that.”

— Amy Harmon

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

— Amy Harmon

389. “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

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

— Amy Harmon

391. “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

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

— Amy Harmon

393. “I missed him with an intensity that made his absence painful and his return a celebration. In the dark or the light, in the great hall or in our bedchamber, he was gruff but gentle, arrogant yet attentive, and he made love with a ferocity and focus that made it impossible not to bend myself to his will, even as I found ways to challenge and defy him.”

— Amy Harmon

394. “Any mother could tell you that a child invades her space from the moment of conception. And for years after, space does not exist. It was one of the things I had missed. I’d even yearned for it. And then Eli died, and I had all the space I had thought I wanted. Not just a little space. Outer space. Galaxies. And I’d floated in it in agony, longing for the days when there had been no such thing.”

— Amy Harmon

395. “Statistically, athletes with solid family units have better stamina, more purpose, better mental health, and overall improved performance than athletes who are either divorced or unmarried.”

— Amy Harmon

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

— Amy Harmon

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

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398. “They can take our homes, our possessions. Our families. Our lives. They can drive us out, like they’ve driven us out before. They can humiliate us and dehumanize us. But they cannot take our thoughts. They cannot take our talents. They cannot take our knowledge, or our memories, or our minds. In music there is no bondage. Music is a door, and the soul escapes through the melody.”

— Amy Harmon

399. “Kjell is right. You are a dangerous little bird. But I think I will keep you.”

— Amy Harmon

400. “I didn’t like pictures. Pictures rarely told the truth. They were like gold lacquer over Styrofoam, making things seem shiny and bright, disguising the fragility beneath. A picture may be worth a thousand words, but it still wasn’t worth a whole hell of a lot.”

— Amy Harmon