Quotes from Jojo Moyes

Everyone I knew hated Monday mornings, but I never minded them.

Well, you're a lucky man," Will said, as Nathan began to steer him out. "She certainly gives a good bed bath.

But surely if you loved someone it was your job to stick with him? To help him through the depression? In sickness and in health, and all that?

Lo que sé es esto: nadie lo consigue todo. Y nosotras las inmigrantes lo sabemos mejor que nadie. Tienes siempre un pie en cada sitio. Nunca puedes ser feliz del todo porque cuando marchas te partes en dos y dondequiera que vayas una mitad está siempre llamando a la otra. Ese es el precio, Louisa. El precio a pagar por quienes somos. Tomó un sorbo de su vaso y

it was as if I had lost a layer of skin—I woke up laughing, or crying.

How could I explain to this girl what Will and I had been to each other, the way I felt that no person in the world had ever understood me like he did or ever would again? How could she understand that losing him was like having a hole shot straight through me, a painful, constant reminder, an absence I could never fill?

when we're low, it can be easy to see everything through a prism of negativity. Human beings are remarkably bad at understanding other people's motivations, even when they know them terribly well. We write all sorts of inaccurate stories in our heads." Dr. Kovitz

He talked to her in the way that people tell lifelong secrets to fellow passengers in railway carriages.

She has several imaginary conversations with him and two imaginary arguments.

He will be out there, living his life to the full, when she seems to have put hers perennially on hold.

The thing about being catapulted into a whole new life- or at least, shoved up so hard against someone else's life that you might as well have your face pressed against their window- is that it forces you to rethink your idea of who you are.

Across Manhattan the sun glowed orange, the endless sea of glittering skyscrapers reflecting back a peach light, the centre of the world, going about its business. A million lives below me, a million heartbreaks big and small, tales of joy and loss and survival, a million little victories every day.

como es que tienes el derecho a destrozarme la vida, quise preguntarle, pero yo no tengo ningun poder en la tuya?

Jesus Christ," said my father. "Can you imagine? If it wasn't punishment enough ending up in a ruddy wheelchair, then you get our Lou turning up to keep you company." "Bernard!" my mother scolded. Behind me, Granddad was laughing into his mug of tea.

we laughed awkwardly, in the way British people do when they are experiencing great emotion.

what became clear as I sat on my plastic chair and drank my instant coffee was that I had somehow found myself on the other side. I had crossed a bridge. Their struggle was no longer my struggle. It wasn't that I would ever stop grieving for Will, or loving him, or missing him, but that my life seemed to have somehow landed back in the present.

It's almost impossible to feel crap after eating a really great spaghetti bolognese.

I liked the exoticism his travels gave him, the unknownness. He had blown in with the soft breezes of a wider world, and it was weirdly seductive.

He dropped his head and kissed her. He kisses her and it was a kiss of utter certainty, the kind of kiss during which monarchs die and whole continents fall without your even noticing.

In my experience, there's not much that can't be fixed by a decent cup of tea.

Books are what teach you about life. Books teach you about empathy. But you can't buy books if you can't even afford to make rent. That's why libraries are a vital resource. You shut a library, you don't just shut down a building. You shut down hope.

It was an odd sensation, having to view my family as human beings.

So this is it. You are scored on my heart, Clark. You were from the first day you walked in, with your ridiculous clothes and your bad jokes, and your complete inability to ever hide a single thing you felt.

I couldn't think. I couldn't feel. I just existed—me,