Quotes from Jojo Moyes

como sabe? você não fez nada, não foi a lugar algum. como sabe que tipo de pessoa você é?

We watched the sun's gentle fall, and the lengthening shadows creeping towards us, and I thought about the New York skyline and that nobody was truly free. Perhaps all freedom—physical, personal—only came at the cost of somebody or something else.

That's life. We don't know what will happen. Which is why we have to take our chances while we can. And...I think this might be yours.

Given the elegance of the occasion and the spectacular nature of the setting, I should really have enjoyed the next couple of hours. I had said yes to a new experience, after all. But in truth I felt increasingly out of place among the corporate couples.

The world is full of people who will try to bring you down, Caitlin," Mum said, turning to look at me. "And full of things that will make you sad and angry. But they are only people and things, and you, you are a dancer. Dancers are never defeated.

We reached the outskirts of town shortly before eleven. Summer had brought the tourists flocking back to the narrow streets of Stortfold.

Every blown leaf was a sign of impending decrepitude, every airborne bird a sign of hopes and dreams.

I had become very good by then at smiling and saying nothing at all.

She got up and she sat down, plumping cushions, checking a clock for some invisible appointment.

just … want to be a man who has been to a concert with a girl in a red dress. Just for a few minutes more.

In truth, her grief made me uncomfortable. It was too close to a place I had been, and not that long ago. I was wary of her sadness, as if it were contagious, and found myself looking for excuses to stay away from her, trying to keep myself busy so that I didn't have to absorb it too.

I heard the priest murmur the familiar recitation about dust and ashes and my eyes filled with tears. I wiped them away with a handkerchief.

Check his wheelchair for anthrax and ammunition

I needed to give my son something to look at. I needed to tell him, silently, that things might change, grow, or fail, but that life did go on. That we were all part of some great cycle, some pattern that it was only God's purpose to understand.

The door opened slowly, and there he stood, still in the same cornflower blue shirt I remembered from two summers previously, but a newer, shorter haircut, perhaps a vain attempt to combat the ageing effects of extreme grief.

I had a million things to say and none I knew how.

There was no one left to anchor her to the earth, no one who cared about her. There was nothing to go on to, nothing to return to.

então eu chorei. sem soluçar desta vez. as lágrimas saíam em silêncio e me diziam que mais alguma coisa estava me deixando. culpa. medo. e algumas outras coisas para as quais eu ainda não tinha encontrado nomes.

He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something to me but had forgotten what it was.

The floods had devastated the lower reaches of the town, home to the poorer families who were less likely to make a noise about it. Or at least have that noise listened to. In the more affluent parts of town, life had already pretty much returned to normal.

you don't have to be sad just to stay connected to him.

Alice tried not to think too hard about the previous evening. She had once been told by her favorite aunt that the best way to get through life was not to dwell on things so she packed those events

I totted these things up as if they were little victories against some foe I couldn't quite identify.

There was no such thing as happiness, she thought, if one of your children was miserable. She