Quotes from Jojo Moyes

You're going to feel uncomfortable in your new world for a bit. But I hope you feel a bit exhilarated too. Live boldly. Push yourself. Don't settle. Just live well. Just live.

Ne var biliyor musun? Bazen sabahlar? uyanmak istememin tek nedeni sen oluyorsun Clark.

Sometimes it even seemed like a relief to him that there was someone prepared to be rude to him, to contradict him or tell him he was being horrible.

All babies look like currant buns to me.

Captain," she said, "the only people who still have all the answers are those who have never been faced with the questions.

This is where any sensible person pulls together the remnants of their self-respect, announces that they deserve more, and walks off to find someone who can give them a whole self, not snatched lunchtimes and haunted, empty evenings.

I simply believe that sometimes the fates have a future for us that we cannot imagine. And to enable them we just have to keep believing that good things will happen.

I told myself that, somewhere, tiny particles of him would become tiny particles of me, ingested, swallowed, alive, perpetual. I wanted to press every bit of me against him. I wanted to will something into him. I wanted to give him every bit of life I felt and force him to live. I realized I was afraid of living without him.

I ache, I rattle with supplements, and my grandchildren cannot believe I have ever been anything but prehistoric.

But I realised suddenly, in the midst of that little tableau of insanity, that to have someone out there who understands you, who desires you, who sees you as a better version of yourself is the most astonishing gift. Even if we are not together, to know that, for you, I am that man is a source of sustenance to me.

The Kommandant thought about this, as if my answer had satisfied him. "I once wanted to be a painter. I was no good, of course. I had to confront the truth of the matter very early on." He fingered the stem of his glass. "I often think that the ability to earn a living by doing the thing one loves must be one of life's greatest gifts.

A primavera chegou durante a noite, como se o inverno fosse um hóspede indesejado que de repente resolveu vestir seu casaco e desaparecer sem se despedir. Tudo ficou mais verde, as ruas foram banhadas por um sol fraco, o ar agora perfumado. O dia tinha sinais florais e acolhedores, com trinados primaveris como fundo musical. Jojo Moyes - Como eu era antes de você

felt an almost umbilical pull toward home, the comfort offered by a conventional family and a traditional Sunday lunch.

You came for a romantic weekend to Paris. In your flip-flops.

Hiçbir ?ey söylemeden durman?n ne kadar zor oldu?unu bilir misiniz? Her bir hücreniz tam tersini yapmak için yan?p tutu?uyorken bu ne kadar da zordur.

We had not mentioned love, but my every nerve ending throbbed with it, and I carried it in a cloud around me, like sea mist.

Ser atirada para dentro de uma vida totalmente diferente — ou, pelo menos, jogada com tanta força na vida de outra pessoa a ponto de parecer bater com a cara na janela dela — obriga a repensar sua ideia a respeito de quem você é. Ou sobre como os outros o veem.(Como eu era antes de você)

Mum, you're not going to get divorced, are you?" Her eyes shot open. "Divorced? I'm a good Catholic girl, Louisa. We don't divorce. We just make our men suffer for all eternity.

The conductor stepped up, tapped twice on the rostrum, and a great hush descended. I felt the stillness, the auditorium alive, expectant. Then he brought down his baton and suddenly everything was pure sound. I felt the music like a physical thing; it didn't just sit in my ears, it flowed through me, around me, made my senses vibrate. It made my skin prickle and my palms dampen. It was the most beautiful thing I had ever heard.

And when it came down to it, what was the point in re-examining your sadness all the time anyway?

wasn't sure men would ever understand the infinitely subtle weaponry women used against each other.

You were reading my Flannery O'Connor the other day." He took a sip of his drink. "When I was ill." "The short stories? I can't believe you noticed that." "I couldn't help but notice. You left the book out on the side. I can't pick it up." "Ah." "So don't read rubbish. Take the O'Connor stories home. Read them instead." I

That some things are a gift, even if you don't get to keep them.

Te vas a sentir incómoda en tu nuevo mundo durante un tiempo. Siempre es extraño vernos fuera del lugar donde