Quotes from Sarra Manning

It was too hot for leather jackets even if you were a wannabe indie rock star in your very wildest dreams.

One taste wasn't enough. You couldn't just give a girl a glimpse of a better life and slam the door in her face.

I always thought I hated the bastard, but knowing that I'm never going to get the chance to tell him how much I hated him breaks my heart.

Now, Neve, are you about to say no to me?' 'Well, it's just that—' 'Because the word "no" is not in my vocabulary, along with the words "can't" and "Victoria Beckham".

Bitch is just a word that boys say when they don't have the power to hurt you any more.

Time for a whole new you,' the make-up artist had said, and Grace wondered why everyone was so down on the old Grace. She hadn't been that bad.

Esto era lo peor de tener una relación con alguien, incluso una relación fingida. Te abres, le permites entrar, y cuando todo termina, tienen todas las municiones que necesitan para destruirte por completo.

No, the single most humiliating part of the whole fucking humiliating exercise in abject humiliation was that somewhere between then and now, Grace had actually thought Vaughn was a nice guy

Max pulled a face but then, unbelievably, a tiny glimmer of a smile appeared. It was maybe first cousin to a smile but it was as welcome as the first hint of sun after weeks of rain

Neve: 'Have I told you how much I hate you lately?' Celia: 'All the time and right back at you.

Well, she's told me very little about you,' her grandmother replied because she'd survived a war, one stillbirth, a daughter who'd got knocked up at seventeen and ten years of a Labour government, and she didn't take shit from anyone.

Nora Ephron quote: 'Be the heroine of your own life, not the victim.

She] had occasionally glimpsed a series of interchangeable well-groomed blondes accompanying him to work events, then Grace had rocked up with her funny-coloured hair and her funny-coloured tights, and Vaughn had been smitten. Well, as smitten as Vaughn could be.

Stop,' Max said, laughing as he pulled back, because Keith had invaded the gap between them and was trying to get in on the kissing by licking whoever's face was closest. 'We don't need to do this on your doorstep. I'm not going anywhere.' 'Promise you won't. Not ever again. I hate it when you're not here

Rawdon knew better than anyone that Becky's promises never amounted to anything but a handful of dust.

Feelings were best tucked out of sight where they couldn't get in anyone's way.

We're a good team, though neither of us is particularly house-trained, are we?

Immediately, I wanted to gather up everything I'd just said and stuff it back into my mouth. But once you've said stuff, you can't unsay it. Your words are out there, aren't they? Buzzing around in the quiet of the room so you can hear them echoing back at you...

Michael Lee was the sun, moon and stars, maybe even the whole bloody solar system, as far as his family were concerned. No wonder he was so arrogant.

I wasn't sure how I'd gone from feeling sorry towards Jeane to baiting her into a full-on strop-attack. It was just she was so full of bullshit and someone needed to call her on it and … and … she reacted so beautifully. You just lit the fuse, stood well back and watched her explode.

Think of something to say. Keep him here. Something funny and interesting and cool. "I put my wellies on because I was sure it was going to rain and now my feet are getting horribly moist," Ellie said, and it was the single worst thing she'd ever said to anyone.

Like something out of a boring old novel.

I'm not used to wearing heels,' she moaned. 'They hurt and they're patriarchal signifiers designed to cripple women and stop them from taking big strides through life.

Neve plonked the chicken down on the table, then stood there with arms folded. 'Give Max his presents, then I'll feed you,' she commanded. The Tesco's bag was handed over and Max pulled out two bottles of Cava (which Neve knew were in a two for five pounds promotion), a small box of Quality Street and a pair of Homer Simpson socks. 'My God, have you no shame?