The thought of being whoever I want is a terrifying thing, because I have only ever been who everyone has wanted me to be.

— Dianna Hardy

The thought of talking about it made Pueblo's gut ache, but then he thought of everything that Amy had been through – not that she'd told him her version yet. She had balls of steel, he thought with a smile. And what did he have? Three pairs of loin cloths going crisp on the radiator.

— Dianna Hardy

Til death do us part.... The words wrap around my mind like soft, silk binds, and I cherish the imagery. Eternity can only be with this man – there will never be another who knows me so well.

— Dianna Hardy

Time flies when you grow fangs and fur.

— Dianna Hardy

...today, I’m writing about the extraordinary; those ‘moments’ in life that reach us, and change us. Those moments take place all the time, really – it’s just that we’re taught not to notice. We’re taught that whims are for the foolish; that instinct and passion are more akin to fairy tales than reality; that they won’t get us very far, and everyone would laugh at us if they knew what we really held close to our hearts. It’s a lie we allow ourselves, and it’s understandable. But it’s simply not true.

— Dianna Hardy

We have choice,” she insisted. “This is it. We don’t get to choose our choices, Gain, we just get to make the ones we’re given...

— Dianna Hardy

We must be careful with our words – we’re like superheroes and words are like our superpowers. superpowers should always be used to help others…

— Dianna Hardy

...we're not eighteen anymore. We've lived. We've created things that last – things of joy, and things of burden.

— Dianna Hardy

We were immortal, did you know that? Did you feel it like me? We had the world at our feet, and we were going to live forever. Then came life – growing inside you – and I became mortal.

— Dianna Hardy

What am I to y

— Dianna Hardy