Kristin Hannah (born September 25, 1960) is an award-winning and bestselling American writer, who has won numerous awards, including the Golden Heart, the Maggie, and the 1996 National Reader's Choice award.
A romance novel focuses exclusively on two people falling in love. It can't be about a woman caring for her aging mother or something like that. It can have that element, but it has to be primarily about the male-female relationship.
He is a man, and he is afraid. This is not a good combination.
but sometimes one person can hold you up in life, keep you standing, and without that hand to hold, you can find yourself free-falling no matter how strong you used to be, no matter how hard you try to remain steady.
It isn’t about being at the same school or the same town or even the same room. It’s about being together. Love is a choice you make.
Of course you can fall in love. You just have to let yourself. They don't call it falling for nothing. -Kate
When you get. . . to the end, you see that love and family are all there is. Nothing else matters.
. . . . both had learned that everything could change in an instant, and that the heartfelt vows of people in love were fragile words that, once shattered, could cut so deeply you'd bleed forever.
I have often wished in the past few years that my mom were here to help me as I raised my own teenage son. As a girl, with my own mom, I thought I knew it all; now I know better. Somewhere, I know my mom is smiling.
I can be a little OCD when it comes to my writing.
We can't live other people's lives for them. Even if we love them.
You look great," he said. It made her smile, even if it was a lie. "I'm as big as a house. " He laughed. "I like houses. In fact, I'm thinking about architecture as a career.
Sometimes you simply made the wrong choice and you had to live with it. You could only change the future.
I am such a Pacific Northwest girl.
The heat made people crazy. They woke from their damp bedsheets and went in search of a glass of water, surprised to find that when their vision cleared, they were holding instead the gun they kept hidden in the bookcase.
Maybe time didn't heal wounds exactly, but it gave you a kind of armor, or a new perspective. A way to remember with a smile instead of a sob.
You will always miss her. There will be days - even years from now - when the missing will be so sharp it will take your breath away. But there will be good days, too, months and years of them. In one way or another you'll be searching for her all your life.
If she wasn't careful, she'd slide without a ripple into the gently flowing stream of her old life, pulled back under the current without a wimper of protest. Another housewife lost in the flow.
Marriages go through hard times. Sometimes you have to get in there and fight for your love. That's the only way for it to get better.
Finding your passion isn't just about careers and money. It's about finding your authentic self. The one you've buried beneath other people's needs.
From the first time we met, we knew everything that mattered about each other, didn't we? We just knew. I guess that's what best friends are: parts of each other.