Quotes from Jojo Moyes

Hay horas normales y hay horas yermas, en las que el tiempo se estanca y se desliza, donde la vida (la vida rea) solo existe en otro lugar.

Lo besé, para ver si así volvía. Lo besé y posé mis labios en los suyos de modo que nuestras respiraciones se entremezclaron y las lágrimas de mis ojos se convirtieron en sal en su piel, y me dije a mí misma que, en algún lugar, unas diminutas partículas de él serían parte de mí, ingeridas, tragadas, vivas, perpetuas. Quise apretar mi cuerpo por completo contra él. Quise inspirarle un deseo. Quise entregarle toda la vida que sentía y obligarle a vivir.

I could almost feel the miles between us shrinking, as if we were at two ends of some invisible elastic thread.

Saber que aún tienes posibilidades es un lujo.

A library service should be provided for all people, rural as well as urban, colored as well as white.

Beautiful and wealthy as she was, I felt a little sorry for her. I thought she probably wouldn't realize what she had lost until it was much too late.

If you didn't think about it, your breath just traveled in and out of your body regardless. Didn't matter what you did, running, riding, sleeping, it just went in and out, doing its job, keeping you alive. As soon as you thought too hard about it, it became a passive thing. Waiting for you to fill your lungs. Stalling when you thought bad thoughts, when you felt your stomach tighten with fear.

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

Men expected women to be calm, collected, cooperative, and chaste. Eccentric conduct was frowned upon, and any female who got too far out of line could be in serious trouble. Virginia Culin Roberts, 'The Women Was Too Tough

It's the thing about wanting something you can't have. And that thing of never being able to say what you really feel.

Wenn wir die Chance in der Gegenwart nicht ergreifen, werden wir in Zukunft auf unsere Vergangenheit zurückblicken und bedauern, nichts daran geändert zu haben.

Look outwards, Alice," Margery would say, her voice carrying on the breeze. "Not much point worrying what the town thinks about you—nothing you can do about that anyway. But when you look outwards, why, there's a whole world of beautiful things." For

I've just learned not to get wound up about things I can't change.

Maybe just to know that something this beautiful exists is all we can really ask for.

there is a hunger in you, Clark. A fearlessness. You just buried it, like most people do.

Since when did the whole of London begin getting up so early? Everyone has had the same idea.

There was no choice, I decided. We had to let the police know. It was better to be thought stupid and overly dramatic than to risk something actually happening to her.

It's pretty hard, feeling like you get everything wrong in the eyes of those you love.

Alice watched, the moonshine coursing through her blood, the warmth and music making her nerves sing, and felt something give inside her, something she hadn't wanted to acknowledge to herself, something primal to do with love and loss and loneliness.

that counts is the truth, McCafferty," he would say, just before the beer turned his conversation to blather. "Without it you're basically just juggling people's daft ideas.

With Will I sensed a vast internal hinterland, a world he wouldn't give me even a glimpse of.

You know... it's fine to be sad. Really. You're allowed to be sad about losing someone you love'... 'Losing someone you love is... it's actually unbearable. I do understand that.

And when it came down to it, what was the point in re-examining your sadness all the time anyway? It was like picking at a wound and refusing to let it heal.

I want to tell him that I don't know what I feel. I want him but I'm frightened to want him. I don't want my happiness to be entirely dependent on somebody else's, to be a hostage to fortunes I cannot control. His