“I’d become an expert at compartmentalizing my feelings. It was the only way I survived, by stacking up dusty boxes in my heart “for every hurt, packing them away in the dark.” — Staci Hart Copy Share Image
“You're what I give to the world, what I leave behind. I am proud." He said it slowly, every word with intention, with concentration,… — Staci Hart Copy Share Image
“The stylist will have all the clothes, so just show up in whatever. Naked, then. Got it. I’m sure the photographer will be pleased.… — Staci Hart Copy Share Image
“I sang her a soft song, and she gave me a hug, and when she told me she loved me, my heart ached.” — Staci Hart Copy Share Image
“When pain is over, the remembrance of it often becomes a pleasure. -Anne Elliot, Jane Austen’s PERSUASION” — Staci Hart Copy Share Image
“I’ve never understood why the heart always reacts. A shot of adrenaline is all it takes, triggered by a thought. A word. A memory.… — Staci Hart Copy Share Image
“Okay, sometimes I have a plan. So, first — drink that because wasting alcohol is unacceptable.” She pointed to my whiskey.” — Staci Hart Copy Share Image
“Two sturdy oaks I mean, which side by side, Withstand the winter's storm, And spite of wind and tide, Grow up the meadow's pride,… — Staci Hart Copy Share Image
“But what I'd realized was that the brave aren't immune to fear. It's only that their fear doesn't stop them.” — Staci Hart Copy Share Image
“Safe is an illusion, a lie we tell ourselves. The only way to gain is to risk.” — Staci Hart Copy Share Image
“...it was easier to keep the truth to myself, because what could anyone else do? I carried the weight of my choices around with… — Staci Hart Copy Share Image
