Every family has a story, and I love that those stories are etched in sand rather than granite. That way we can change them. We can bury the lies and embrace the truth. And we can move forward. — 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
