“I remembered breathing through the pain in my chest, wishing I could say that love would conquer all, that our love was too strong to break. But life didn't work that way, and believing in that particular fairy tale wasn't… — 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
“I’d rather have been curled up in a vat of sardines or a hamper full of dirty jock straps.” — Staci Hart Copy Share Image
“Because things always work out. The big wheel turns on and on. The clock ticks without sleeping, and life goes on” — Staci Hart Copy Share Image
“I thought I might pass out along with her. Dean’s like a vagina bomb. One look, and BOOM.” — Staci Hart Copy Share Image
