Top 120 Paula McLain Quotes (2024 Update)
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51. “A week passes but it feels as if he’s never been anywhere else. It’s one of the things war does to you. Everything you see works to replace moments and people from your life before, until you can’t remember why any of it mattered. It doesn’t help if you’re a soldier. The effect is the same.”

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52. “There are things we find only at our lowest depths. The idea of wings and then wings themselves. An ocean worth crossing one dark mile at a time. The whole of the sky.”

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53. “Let’s just say I’ve developed a theory that only the vanished truly leave their mark. And I still don’t feel I’ve sorted it out. Maybe we never do survive our families.”

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54. “But when Bumby nursed, his fist clutching the fabric of my robe, his eyes soft and bottomless and locked on mine, as if I were the very heart of his universe, I couldn’t help but melt into him.”

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55. “Sometimes the only antidote for pain is more of it.”

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56. “I didn’t want to be a sweet boy’s sweet girlfriend. I wanted to be Fawn’s equal, the kind of girl who stood up for herself and took care of business, who cut guys loose when it was required.”

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57. “He talks about the gift of being lost in the woods. I’ve always found that comforting, somehow. That maybe you have to be truly lost before you can find yourself again.”

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58. “The way I see it, how can you really say you’ll love a person longer than love lasts?”

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59. “I’ve never travelled,” I told her. “Oh, you absolutely should,” she insisted, “if only so that you can come home and really see it for what it is. That’s my favourite part.”

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60. “We stood there, locked and lovely as statues in a garden.”

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61. “Searching out something important and going astray look exactly the same for a while, in fact.”

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62. “There was only today to throw yourself into without thinking about tomorrow, let alone forever. To keep you from thinking, there was liquor, an ocean’s worth at least, all the usual vices and plenty of rope to hang yourself with. Love is a beautiful liar.”

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63. “I would gladly have climbed out of my skin and into his that night, because I believed that was what love meant.”

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64. “There are things we find only at our lowest depths. The idea of wings and then wings themselves. An ocean worth crossing one dark mile at a time. The whole of the sky. And whatever suffering has come is the necessary cost of such wonders, as Karen once said, the beautiful thrashing we do when we live.”

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65. “Don’t be difficult, Denys,” Nell chided. “All women like a little flattery from time to time.” “What if they didn’t? What if they simply liked themselves and no one needed to bend backwards to flatter them? Wouldn’t it all be simpler then?”

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66. “She was also incredibly confident, with a way of moving and talking that communicated that she didn’t need anyone to tell her she was beautiful or worthwhile.”

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67. “I have fought for independence here, and freedom, too. More and more I find they’re not at all the same thing.”

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68. “We were both straining to bend and compromise for the other. But that was what marriage was about, wasn’t it?”

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69. “To marry was to say you believed in the future and in the past, too-that history and tradition and hope could stay knit together to hold you up.”

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70. “Maybe no one can know how it is for anyone else.”

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71. “Perhaps Ernest’s marriage meant, as I’d said, that there was no cliff to fling myself from. But what did that matter when love itself was an ocean, and you could drown in even a teacup of it?”

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72. “I’d never met anyone so vibrant or alive. He moved like light.”

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73. “You on the train and me here and everything emptier now you’re gone. Tell me, are you real?”

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74. “Is it nice? It’s hard to care about people. You end up fretting all the time and feeling helpless, hoping they’ll live forever. Only no one does.”

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75. “All that was left for me was a terrible kind of paralysis, this waiting game, this heartbreak game.”

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76. “We can only go to the limits of ourselves. Anything more and we give too much away. Then we’re not good for anyone.”

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77. “You have to digest life. You have to chew it up and love it all through.”

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78. “On safari, I saw Denys in sharper relief than I ever had. He had an infallible compass, and a way of seeing everything as if he knew it would never be there exactly the same again. More than anyone I’d known, Denys understood how nothing ever holds still for us, or should. The trick is learning to take things as they come and fully, too, with no resistance or fear, not trying to grip them too tightly or make them bend.”

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79. “What am I meant for then?” “How wonderful that question is, Beru.” He smiled mysteriously. “And as you did not die on this day, you have more time in which to answer it.”

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80. “That’s the problem with going into the world, isn’t it? You actually have to face things you find you don’t want to know.”

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81. “He wanted everything there was to have, and more than that.”

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82. “The people we love never leave us, Anna. You know that already. That’s what I mean by spirit. I mean love.”

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83. “The universe doesn’t do random.”

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84. “And sometimes I think there isn’t anything to us but our mistakes.”

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85. “Even when other things come in loud, we have to keep choosing each other. That’s marriage. You can’t only say the words once and think they’ll stick. You have to say them over and over, and then live them with all you’ve got.”

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86. “It feels important to go everywhere one can and see all there is to see and try to understand it.”

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87. “I’ve sometimes thought that being loved a little less than others can actually make a person, rather than ruin them.”

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88. “I had come alive here... this was my home, and though one day it would all trickle through my fingers like so much red dust, for as long as childhood lasted it was a heaven fitted exactly to me. A place I knew by heart. The one place in the world I’d been made for.”

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89. “Denys understood how nothing ever holds still for us, or should. The trick is learning to take things as they come and fully, too, with no resistance or fear, not trying to grip them too tightly or make them bend.”

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90. “I also liked to look around at the houses surrounding the park and wonder about the people who filled them, what kinds of marriages they had and how they loved or hurt each other on any given day, and if they were happy, and whether they thought happiness was a sustainable thing.”

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91. “I was just as terrified that even if he did finally choose me, our love wouldn’t be the lasting kind.”

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92. “You’re making something new. Don’t forget that when it starts to hurt.”

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93. “Flying demanded more courage and faith than I actually possessed, and it wanted my best, my whole self. I would have to work very hard to be any good at it at all, and be more than a little mad to be great, to give my life over to it. But that’s just what I meant to do.”

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94. “People like what they know. It’s human nature.”

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95. “For seven years Ernest had been not so much in my heart and mind as in my very blood cells. And now I would have to learn to live without him. How? Where could one learn to do that kind of amputation, and walk away alive, and still be the same person?”

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96. “People interest me so much. They’re such wonderful puzzles. Think of it. Half the time we’ve no idea what we’re doing, but we live anyway.”

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97. “He was a humorist, and everyone knew the funny writers were the most serious sort under their skins.”

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98. “And that’s when he finally tells me his name is Ernest. I’m thinking of giving it away, though. Ernest is so dull, and Hemingway? Who wants a Hemingway?”

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99. “Nothing hurts if you don’t let it.”

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100. “I was falling in love, and it was wonderful, and it was awful.”

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