Honestly, I believe that the mother-daughter relationship is magical, complex, potentially dangerous, profoundly powerful, and deeply transformative. To put it simply, all… — Kristin Hannah Copy Share Image
A romance novel focuses exclusively on two people falling in love. It can't be about a woman caring for her aging mother… — Kristin Hannah Copy Share Image
A daughter without her mother is a woman broken. It is a loss that turns to arthritis and settles deep into her… — Kristin Hannah Copy Share Image
No mother. Two small words, and yet within them lay a bottomless well of pain and loss, a ceaseless mourning for touches… — Kristin Hannah Copy Share Image
That was the thing about best friends. Like sisters and mothers, they could piss you off and make you cry and break… — Kristin Hannah Copy Share Image
We women make choices for others, not for ourselves, and when we are mothers, we...bear what we must for our children. You… — Kristin Hannah Copy Share Image
Whenever I write about motherhood - and I write about it a lot - I am drawing on my experiences as a… — Kristin Hannah Copy Share Image
As mothers and daughters, we are connected with one another. My mother is the bones of my spine, keeping me straight and… — Kristin Hannah Copy Share Image
What I know now about life is this: your mother is a part of everything you do and everything you are. — Kristin Hannah Copy Share Image
“You hang on,” her mother said. “Until your hands are bleeding, and still you do not let go.” — Kristin Hannah Copy Share Image
She'd been criticized for holding the reins of parenthood too tightly, of controlling her children too completely, but she didn't know how… — Kristin Hannah Copy Share Image
Time goes too quickly. This is the advice that my mother should have given me from her hospital bed. Instead of vague,… — Kristin Hannah Copy Share Image
She still felt shell-shocked by all of it, numb. Beneath the numbness, though, was a raw and terrible anger that was unlike anything she'd… — Kristin Hannah Copy Share Image
“Antoine took her in his arms. The scent of jasmine was intoxicating, and she knew suddenly, certainly, that from now on, whenever she smelled… — Kristin Hannah Copy Share Image
what shall we drink to?" "How about family?" Stacy said, showing up just in time to pour a fourth shot. "To those who are… — Kristin Hannah Copy Share Image
“I was not good at the whole making-death-a-positive-transition thing. How could I? I wanted her to fight to the last breath. It was a… — Kristin Hannah Copy Share Image
“Kate heard the bravado in her friend’s voice and saw it in her eyes. “I prayed for you.” “You did?” Tully asked. “Wow. Thanks.”… — Kristin Hannah Copy Share Image
“The trip from Portland to New York City was like climbing Mount Everest without oxygen. It went on and on, and by the time… — Kristin Hannah Copy Share Image
“So now books were her only friends. She'd read Lord of the Rings so often she could recite whole scenes by memory. It was… — Kristin Hannah Copy Share Image
She used to tell me that she couldn't feel the sunlight anymore, not even when she was standing in it, not even when it… — Kristin Hannah Copy Share Image
