Quotes from Sophie Kinsella

Will I be OK? Krista gives a derisive laugh and swivels to face me. I've built up a business and I've turned off my mum's life-support machine and I've punched a shark in the face. I think I can cope with this .

Every time you see someone's bright-and-shiny, remember: They have their own crappy truths too. Of course they do. And every time you see your own crappy truth and feel despair and think, Is this my life, remember: It's not. Everyone's got a bright-and-shiny, even if it's hard to find sometimes.

The possibilities in my head are getting more and more far-fetched, but I can't give up on them.

I didn't say you could have perfect experiences, I said you could have experiences.

So instead I'm zapping her lots of smiley faces and emojis of shiny suns and sailboats and dodging the truth altogether. (Maybe that's what emojis were invented for in the first place, and I've just been using them wrong. They're not there to convey thoughts in a fun way; they're there to lie to your mum.)

I feel kind of exhilarated. And kind of emptied out. Which may seem like an overreaction, but then, in case you hadn't picked it up, I am the Queen of Overreaction.

We're sinking into each other's gazes. We're like starving people gorging on cream cakes. But he's challenged me, and I'm not going to wuss out, no way. So I wrench myself away and go to pester a strange blond woman about the circus. I 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.

fallen asleep, because I could have sworn I was receiving an Oscar from the Queen.

I collapse on my pillows in relief, my heart pounding. Thank fuck. I don't have a child. And

High View Resort.

He's the one I think about. All the time. He's the voice I want to hear. When my phone bleeps, I hope it's him. "Who

With one person knowing a movie star and not telling the other

Everyone knows, the point of an interview is not to demonstrate who you are, but to pretend to be whatever sort of person they want for the job. That's why they call it " interview technique.

The law doesn't always know what it's doing. Humans have a far greater instinct for what's right in life than lawyers do.

Love is finding one person infinitely fascinating." John seems lost in thought again—then comes to. "And so…not an achievement, my dear." He gives me a mild, kind smile. "Rather, a privilege.

And then it hit me. I'm your husband. If you're lost, it's up to me to come and find you.

How did I guess? From you . . . I mean, you look pregnant." "No, I don't! No one else has guessed!" "They must have. It's completely obvious!

Shopping has really changed for me over the years. Or maybe I've changed. The days when I was a single girl, living in Fulham with Suze and going round the shops every day, seem ages ago now. Yes, I used to spend too much. I'll freely admit it. I've made mistakes. Like Frank Sinatra, I did it my way. (Except "my way" involved stuffing Visa bills under the bed, which I bet Frank never did.)

And just so you know, Lexi... I love you. Really? I beam delightedly before I can stop myself. I mean... fab. Thanks very much!

But sometimes that's because reality is inferior to what life should be like.

Episodes. Like depression is a sitcom with a fun punch line each time. Or a TV box set loaded with cliffhangers. The only cliffhanger in my life is Will I ever get rid of this shit? and believe me, it gets pretty monotonous.

Some people lose their nerve for riding or skiing or driving; well, I've lost my nerve for life.

Make Some Time For Yourself, Samantha!!!

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