True Colors

by Kristin Hannah

She’d always imagined love to be turbulent and volatile, an emotion that would sweep her up and break her to pieces and reshape her into someone she couldn’t otherwise have become.

Once an idea got in her head she was like a crocodile death-rolling its prey.

She felt as if she were tied to a wicked seesaw where every high and low took a little more of her soul away.

I wanted you to see what real courage is, instead of getting the idea that courage is a man with a gun in his hand. It’s when you know you’re licked before you begin but you begin anyway and you see it through no matter what. —ATTICUS FINCH, FROM HARPER LEE’S TO KILL A MOCKINGBIRD

Being alone in a crowd is the worst, I think. Everyone belongs somewhere except you.

There were few things she hated more than unanswered questions.