Quotes from Jojo Moyes

woman once again with a mission.

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

looked at Will and I saw the baby I held in my arms, dewily besotted, unable to believe that I had created another human being. I saw the toddler, reaching for my hand, the schoolboy weeping tears of fury after being bullied by some other child. I saw the vulnerabilities, the love, the history.

Those early months, it was as if I had lost a layer of skin – I felt everything more intensely. I woke up laughing, or crying, saw everything as if a filter had been removed. I ate new foods, walked strange streets, spoke to people in a language that wasn't mine. Sometimes I felt haunted by him, as if I was seeing it all through his eyes, heard his voice in my ear.

We spend our whole lives trying to get men to talk, she thought. And then when they do we wish we were a million miles away.

conducts a swift mental list of people she

but we men are so thumpingly incapable of seeing what is before us. It

It is not the grown man- the galumphing, unshaven, stinking, opinionated offspring- you see before you, with his parking tickets and unpolished shoes and complicated love life. You see all the people he has ever been all rolled up into one.

but I told myself firmly that it was just a feeling, the echo of an old anxiety.

I hadn't thought that as well as the obvious fears about money, and your future, losing your job would make you feel inadequate, and a bit useless. That it would be harder to get up in the morning than when you were rudely shocked into consciousness by the alarm. That you might miss the people you worked with, no matter how little you had in common with them. Or even that you might find yourself searching for familiar faces as you walked the high street.

Tú, Clark -se miró las manos-. eres la única persona con la que siento que pudo hablar desde que acabé en esta maldita silla.

There is no religion without love, and people may talk as much as they like about their religion, but if it does not teach them to be good and kind to man and beast, it is all a sham. • ANNA SEWELL, Black

Una biblioteca es un lugar sagrado. Un templo del aprendizaje.

Por primera vez en la vida, intenté no pensar en el futuro. Intenté existir sin más, dejar que las sensaciones de la noche me invadieran.

They said I should teach her a lesson. I never got it, not even in the first flush of anger, when I thought she had pretty much stomped all over my heart. You beat a horse and you can break it all right. You can make it submit. But it'll never forget. And it sure as hell won't care for you. So if I wouldn't do it to a horse, I could never work out why I should do it to a human.

him about money. He suggested a weekly wage, I agreed, and once a year he told me he'd upped it a bit, usually by a little more than I would have asked for. What did people ask in interviews anyway? And what if they asked me to do something practical with this old man, to feed him or bath

Dar pentru oameni ca noi, Ellie, nu exista iertare. S-ar putea sa descoperi ca sentimentul de vinovatie joaca un rol mai mare in viata ta decat ai vrea. Se spune ca pasiunea arde cu un motiv, dar cand e vorba de o legatura extraconjugala, nu au de suferit doar cei implicati. - Vezi tu, nu poti face pe cineva sa te iubeasca iar. Oricat de mult ai vrea. Uneori, din pacate, momentul....a trecut. -..... expresia "de-ar fi fost altfel" e un joc tare periculos.

bringing in an old woman with breathing problems, caught

I think people get bored of grief', said Nathasha. 'It's like you're allowed some unspoken allotted time - six months, maybe - and then they get faintly irritated that you're not "better". It's like you are being self-indulgent hanging on to your unhappiness.

You're going to feel uncomfortable in your new world for a bit. It always does feel strange to be knocked out of your comfort zone. But I hope you feel a bit exhilarated too. Your face when you came back from diving that time told me everything; there is a hunger in you, Clark. A fearlessness. You just buried it, like most people do.

But I knew very well how the persona you chose to present to the world could be very different from what was inside. I

I thought about the warm skin and soft hair and hands of someone living, someone who was far cleverer and funnier than I would ever be and who still couldn't see a better future than to obliterate himself.

live boldly. Push yourself. Don't settle. Wear those stripy legs with pride. And if you insist on settling down with some ridiculous bloke, make sure some of this is squirrelled away somewhere. Knowing you still have possibilities is a luxury.

I just want to be a man who has been to a concert with a girl in a red dress