Quotes from Jenny Colgan

Her bark's worse than her bite. Although her bite is pretty bad to begin with.

The loch was the worst kind of dangerous: beautiful and tempting.

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He's American," corrected Tarnie. "That's not weird. Well, you know. It is a bit weird but it's not his fault.

The Heart Shattered Glass

Noel Streatfeild's White Boots from 1951

Look for something real.' Syrinda had said. But how could she, when she didn't even know what that was?

They were a real community. Not a long terrace with a bunch of people who happened to be living next to each other. There was a difference, she just hasn't realized it before.

There was a universe inside every human being, just as big as the universe outside them.

That's not a telephone," he said. "It's a magic wand hell-bent on destroying the world. But you call it what you want. Magic waves, blah blah blah.

People buy things in the hope that it will make them feel better," said Blair. "It gives you a momentary boost, just buying it, but not for long.

life is like that, isn't it? If you thought of all the tiny things that divert your path one way or another, some good, some bad, you'd never do anything ever again.

It seemed nobody had to be sorry any more for anything they did; instead they doubled down, were proud of it, never admitted to being in the wrong about anything.

it was always easier to regret the things you had tried in life that had gone wrong rather than the things you hadn't.

Leiamos e dancemos, pois essas são duas diversões que nunca farão mal algum ao mundo. Voltaire

I'll consider myself in my prime when I stop getting zits," said Helena.

But sometimes she felt the world wasn't built for people like her

and I was selfish and wrong not to ask about your family before. I was told I should, but I didn't listen. It's my fault." Marek shrugged. "Was not your fault. Was my privilege.

He was a good man, Federico, but like many others was guilty of letting his wife handle the domestics, despite the fact that she'd been to law school and graduated higher than he had.

there was absolutely nothing she could do. About anything. And there was something about that that felt oddly freeing.

It's just . . . you know. I've been cheated on in the past, and it was so hard. It hurt so much. And I thought I knew you so well, and I panicked. But you can't . . . you can't ever know another person. Not through and through. People have their reasons for things. And you can choose to love them for who they are, and, well, that's the deal. That's how it is.

I have never killed anyone - I realize that's not a statement most people ever have to make out loud but sometimes as a pilot you just do - but I would say the closest I got to it was just there and then specifically. I screamed back of course - I didn't know screams were contagious, but they are.

There is, by the way, lots of training - lots - about how to get a plane safely down on the ground or onto water. There is absolutely nothing that tells you what comes next. Once you've got the plane down and everyone more or less safely out of the aircraft, there's not much after that. Presumable you're meant to be set upon by cheering hordes who hoist you up on their shoulders.