Quotes from Jojo Moyes

She is in Paris, in Parisian clothes, getting ready to go out with a Frenchman she picked up in an art gallery! She pulls her hair back into a loose knot, puts on her lipstick, sits down on the bed and laughs.

I told myself firmly that it was just a feeling, the echo of an anxiety. I could overcome it, just as I would overcome everything else.

Un problema es un problema- respondí cuando me di cuenta de que esperaba que dijera algo - da igual quién lo tenga

Conócete primero y, luego, adórnate en consecuencia.

Do you know how hard it is to say nothing? When every atom of you strains to do the opposite?

Castles trump feminism every time.

You are the one honest thing I've done in my whole life.

I learned a long time ago, Ellie, that 'if only' is a very dangerous game indeed.

Here's the thing about middle-class people. They pretend not to look, but they do. They're too polite to actually stare. Instead, they do this weird thing of catching sight of Will in their field of vision and then determinedly not looking at him. Until he's gone past, at which point their gaze flickers toward him, even while they remain in conversation with someone else. They won't talk about him, though. Because that would be rude.

So with the loss of my family as well as the man I had loved, every thread that had linked me to who I was had been abruptly cut. I felt as if I had simply floated off, untethered, to some unknown universe.

Strength—real strength—is not doing what someone asks you, necessarily. Strength is turning up every day to a situation that is intolerable, unbearable even, just to support the people you love. Strength is being in that terrible room hour after hour even though every cell in your body is telling you it's too much for you to cope with.

I could only have done the thing that I did, but also that this will help you live a really good life, a better life, than if you hadn't met me.

There was still beauty in this world, even if some days it took every bit of strength and obstinacy to find it.

But I knew very well how the persona you chose to present to the world could be very different from what was inside. I knew how grief could make you behave in ways you couldn't even begin to understand.

This was the story of our lives: minor insurrections, tiny victories, a brief chance to ridicule our oppressors, little floating vessels of hope amid a great sea of uncertainty, deprivation and fear.

I had never had to consider what I said; talking to him was as effortless as breathing.

Sometimes it took only a few words of faith to reilluminate a spark of confidence that the future could be something wonderful, instead of a relentless series of obstacles and disappointments.

Perhaps we all harbor a perverse need to get close to things that might destroy us.

You have self-respect. You have friends. You have satisfaction every day, of a job well done. You have agency over your own life. These are not small things.

I know it's not how you would have chosen it,but I know I can make you happy. And all I can say is that you make... you make me into someone I couldn't even imagine. You make me happy,even when you're awful. I would rather be with you-even the you that you seem to diminished-than with anyone else in the world.

And that's something that your generation find it a lot harder to adjust to. You have all grown up expecting things to go your way almost instantaneously. You all expect to live the lives you chose. Especially a successful young man like yourself. But it takes time.

An ordinary girl, leading an ordinary life. It actually suited me fine.

She cried like someone heartbroken.

When Jess had Tanzie, young and daft as she had been, she'd had enough wisdom to know she was going to tell her how much she loved her every day. She would hug her and wipe her tears and flop with her on the sofa with their legs entwined like spaghetti. She would cocoon her in love.