Quotes from Sophie Kinsella

Suddenly I've had enough of all this. I've had enough of being made to feel insecure and paranoid and wondering what's going on

Your job is obviously very pressured. I thrive under pressure, I explain. Which is true. I've known that about myself ever since... Well. Ever since my mother told me when I was about 8.

what would Poirot do? Poirot wouldn't flap around in a panic. He'd stay calm and use his little grey cells and recall some tiny, vital detail which would be the clue to everything.

Oh God. I'm losing it. Everyone knows this is how criminals get caught. They add too many details and trip themselves up.

But I'm sick of this bloody jagged graph. You know, two steps up, one step down. It's so painful. It's so slow. It's like this endless game of snakes and ladders. And Mum just looked at me as if she wanted to laugh or maybe cry, and said, But Audrey, that's what life is. We're all on a jagged graph. I know I am. Up a bit, down a bit. That's life.

Commuting in London is basically warfare. It's a constant campaign of claiming territory; inching forward; never relaxing for a moment. Because if you do, someone will step past you. Or step on you.

The parents are in charge of all the stuff like technology in the house and time on screens and hours on social media, but then their computer goes wrong and they're like a baby, going, "What happened to my document?" "I can't get Facebook." "How do I load a picture? Double-click what? What does that mean?" And we have to sort it out for them.

When I was your age, if a boy behaved badly, one simply scored his name out from one's dance card. (Sadie Lancaster - to Lara Lington)

Je t'aime, Lottie. Plus qu'un zloty. I hesitate, not sure what to say. Well, it's a start.... 'I love you, Lottie, More that a zloty'? Lorcan translates incredulously. Seriously? Lottie's a difficult rhyme! Richard says defensively. You try! You could have used 'potty,' suggests Noah. 'I love you, Lottie, Sitting on the potty.' Thanks, Noah, says Richard grouchily. Appreciate it.

But... we'll always have Paris. I pause, thinking this through. At least, you'll have it. And you can tell me about it.

I honestly feel as though I've run an obstacle course to get here. In fact, I think, they should list shopping as a cardiovascular activity. My heart never beats as fast as it does when I see a "reduced by 50 percent" sign.

don't look back once, the entire time I'm talking to her. But I can feel his eyes on me all the time. Like sunshine.

A party like this isn't about the surprise factor. It's about someone going to so much trouble that it just... overwhelms you.

This is what's so annoying about going out with Luke. You can't get away with anything.

Why on earth declutter when you can just shrinkwrap?

You love the bitch from hell? Well then, you must be nuts.

You're working for me cut out the attitude.

Our eyes met in the math class. How were we to know that trigonometry would lead to matrimony?

Something tells me organizing a protest against your husband's client has got to be even worse than selling his Tiffany clocks.

To be honest, going out with Ed after Josh is like moving on to Duchy Originals super-tasty seeded loaf after plastic white bread. (I don't mean to be rude about Josh. And I didn't realize it at the time. But it is. He is. Plastic white bread.)

Christmas shopping! I can do all my Christmas shopping here! I know March is a bit early, but why not be organized? And then when Christmas arrives I won't have to go near the horrible Christmas crowds.

We're just looking and looking at each other. And I can feel something new between us, something even more intimate than anything we've done. Eye to eye. It's the most powerful connection in the world.

Visiting any shop for the first time is exciting. There's always that buzz as you push open the door; that hope; that belief - that this is going to be the shop of all shops, which will bring you everything you ever wanted, at magically low prices.

I feel like I've been on this massive long, lonely journey, and none of my friends could ever understand it, even Natalie. I think I kind of hated them for that.