“People…ladies, I mean…they dye their hair sometimes,” I explained to him. “So one day they have red hair and another day they have brown hair. It doesn’t matter,” I said. “They’re still the same lady.” — Diane Chamberlain Copy Share Image
“They're threatened by you,' she said. 'You chose to do something they'd never have the gumption to choose for themselves. Being their own person.” — Diane Chamberlain Copy Share Image
“Maybe if I’d never set foot in the chapel, everything would have turned out okay. I would have learned to be satisfied with what… — Diane Chamberlain Copy Share Image
“We can’t always have what we want in life. I should know that by now.” — Diane Chamberlain Copy Share Image
“Two decades had passed, yet she still saw her parents' bloodied bodies in every shooting victim she treated.” — Diane Chamberlain Copy Share Image
“It's not my mind that's sick... It's my soul. ...and there aren't any drugs that are gonna fix that.” — Diane Chamberlain Copy Share Image
“But he had a story. I guess everybody did. People walked around with this thick dark film sticking to them and until you scratched… — Diane Chamberlain Copy Share Image
I'd been a terrific student. I hadn't wasted a moment of my time in school, and I knew plenty about healing the troubled mind.… — Diane Chamberlain Copy Share Image
“You’re trying to paint things as either black or white,” he said. “As either good or evil. It’s never that neat.” — Diane Chamberlain Copy Share Image
“Let’s reframe what you’re going through, Maggie,” he said. “I’d like you to think of it as grief.” “For the people who died?” “No.… — Diane Chamberlain Copy Share Image
“what I have with Laurel is public and shallow. What I have with you is private and deep. Which part of me would you… — Diane Chamberlain Copy Share Image
“There should be a public outcry about what happened to me and other women in the name of our government! But history has shown… — Diane Chamberlain Copy Share Image
