“Sand and ash. The ingredients of glass. Such beauty created from nothing. It had been something Babbo had marveled about and something she’d never understood. From sand and ash, rebirth. From sand and ash, new life. With every song and… — Amy Harmon Copy Share Image
“This thing we have, it hurts, he continued. But the pain is almost sweet because it means YOU happened. We happened. And I can't regret that, no matter how little or how long I get to tag along with you… — Amy Harmon Copy Share Image
“You can't control who loves you...you can't let someone love you anymore than you can make someone love you” — Amy Harmon Copy Share Image
“When the ancient Romans would conquer a new place or a new people, they would leave the language and the customs in tact –… — Amy Harmon Copy Share Image
“Maybe it was just Mr. Wilson's obvious love of the subject he taught. Maybe it was simply his cool accent and his youth. The… — Amy Harmon Copy Share Image
“Once upon a time there was a little blackbird, pushed out of the nest, unwanted.” — Amy Harmon Copy Share Image
“Do you think about how I look when you kiss me?" "Yes." His voice was raspy. "I think about your long red hair and… — Amy Harmon Copy Share Image
“If God made all our faces, did he laugh when he made me? Does he make the legs that cannot walk and eyes that… — Amy Harmon Copy Share Image
But maybe you see beauty in me because you are beautiful, not because I am. — Amy Harmon Copy Share Image
“I keep wishing you had had a better life...a different life. But a different life would have made you a different Blue." He looked… — Amy Harmon Copy Share Image
“You can’t find the end of infinity. There is no end. So if you can’t tack space onto the end of infinity, you have… — Amy Harmon Copy Share Image
“News flash, Fern Taylor! Everything has changed! You are beautiful, I am hideous, you don’t need me anymore, but I sure as hell need… — Amy Harmon Copy Share Image
