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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 9a2ddff | These corners are getting a bit bulky." Mum looks consideringly at the catalog. "Maybe we should fold down if we're not interested in the page." | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| 44fc183 | He said when you use your brain, no-one comes near you for ingenuity | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| 37473fe | I mean . . . take the Lord of the Rings movies--they've got loads of messages. Like "Don't lose your ring." | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| 12b93a3 | A cold dismay creeps over me. Oh okay, maybe I did once kind of pretend I had a stalker. Which I shouldn't have done. But I mean, just because you invent one tiny stalker - that doesn't make you a complete nut case, does it? | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| 5087a09 | People break up. It's just the way things are. And you can't dwell on what might have been. You have to look at what is. | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| fdb5d7d | And then Jo met Professor Bhaer, so we had to watch that bit. And then Beth died. So I guess the March sisters were on their own jagged graph too. | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| fc31796 | I can't help giving her the Mummy Once-Over myself, and she's one of those mothers who wears Crocs over nubbly homemade socks. (Why would you do that? Why?) | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| 47a9385 | I wonder if Luke would take a hit of tomato ketchup for me. I might ask him later. Just casually. | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| c306ddd | OK.Now, I may be engaged, but I'm not going to get carried away. | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| b236bfb | He leans forward and his mouth brushes briefly against mine, and I feel... nothing. I was hoping our first kiss would trigger all sorts of memories or sensations, maybe a sudden image of Paris or our wedding, or our first snog. But as he draws away I feel totally, one hundred percent blank. I can see the anticipation in Eric's face and quickly search for something encouraging to say. "That was lovely! Very..." I trail off, unable to think o.. | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| 81586b2 | Underpants! Underpants! | wedding-night | Sophie Kinsella | |
| fc5fd5e | London is one of the most fascinating, historic, amazing cities in the world! | city london town | Sophie Kinsella | |
| 4940fc4 | It was about how you have to be strong to break free from abuse and not constantly measure yourself against toxic people but stand strong and distinct like a healthy tree. Not some stunted, falling-over, co-dependent victim tree. Or whatever. | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| dcde231 | She's not talking to me. She's talking to the Imaginary Daily Mail Judge, who constantly watches her life and gives it marks out of ten. | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| 36186ab | Have you ever shaken up a compass and see the arrow whirling around, trying to find a place to settle? Well, that's my brain. It's all over the place. | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| 506aa5f | Bloody heads and hearts, never match up, do they? | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| 59f6292 | It's amazing how an otherwise intelligent person can become a credulous fool as soon as you mention the words "organic," "authentic," and "Gweneth Paltrow." | gweneth-paltrow hipsters organic | Sophie Kinsella | |
| 1b2aac4 | This is the last time I ever get a private detective off the internet. | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| 61e3497 | It's time for some bigger steps. You need to push yourself, Audrey. You won't know till you try. I believe you can cope with it. | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| 2504fd6 | He's not a food fascist," I say, feeling an immediate need to defend Eric. "He just...cares about nutrition." "He's Hitler. If he could round up every loaf of bread and put it in a camp, he would." | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| 8504ab2 | Every time you see someone's bright-and-shiny, remember: They have their own crappy truths too. | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| 9dad3d5 | When we suffer prolonged anxiety, we have a tendency to become self-obsessed...You believe the whole world is thinking about you constantly. You believe the world is judging you and talking about you...The more you engage with the outside world, the more you'll be able to turn down the volume on those worries. You'll see that they're unfounded. You'll see that the world is a very busy and varied place and most people have the attention span.. | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| 9bb3058 | If you want to get ahead, you have to create your own chances. You have to carve out your own opportunities. | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| dbc1076 | AI guess that's what happens when you have no Botox, make-up or fake tan. You have expressions instead. | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| b4b4dd6 | These academic guys have to feel important. They give papers and present TV programs to show they're useful and valuable. But you do useful, valuable work every day. You don't need to prove anything. How many people have you treated? Hundreds. You've reduced their pain. You've made hundreds of people happier. Has Antony Tavish made anyone happier?" I'm sure there's something wrong" | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| 7ecc60f | Bex...why did you buy an inflatable canoe?' 'It's for you to lie on. Or something.' 'And a watering can?' 'I couldn't find a plant spray.'Breathlessly I start shoving bags into the taxi. 'But why do I need a plant spray?' 'Look,it wasn't my idea, OK?' I say defensively. | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| 8f71f50 | If Muhammad won't come to the mountain, the mountain has to cancel all his plans and get on a plane. | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| 8d0cf3e | time is the third party to every relationship. | Nuala O'Faolain | ||
| b27a658 | Permanence, I once copied down from a magazine, is what we all want when we can love and can be loved; change is what we want when we cannot. | Nuala O'Faolain | ||
| 1074cf6 | But you know, there's one simple thing I see absolutely clearly, now that I am so very old. I looked at her. The Albert Einstein hairstyle, and the bright black eyes and the sharp nose. That pallor on her face. She put her small hand on mine. The world is , she said. All its little things. It is . | Nuala O'Faolain | ||
| d6fa943 | What makes a woman into a doormat? What makes her see some quite ordinary other person as a looming Goliath? And are not these relationships such an outrage to reality that they cannot last a lifetime? | Nuala O'Faolain | ||
| 0f57271 | But this upland pass was the right place for remembering how, when I was young, I learned to feel for the harshness underneath every soft appearance. | Nuala O'Faolain | ||
| 0fece57 | I tried not to think about it. But every so often it would burst out of me - why did he do something so unkind? What had I done to deserve it? I did believe, from my experience of life and of looking at the world, that men hated women. But there were all kinds of exceptions, and I'd have bet everything that man didn't hate me, woman. | Nuala O'Faolain | ||
| 68d214f | When I stay with the couple who are my closest friends, I hear them laughing and talking in bed, and sometimes in the middle of the night one of them goes down and makes tea, and when the clock goes off in the morning, they start again, talking to each other. | Nuala O'Faolain | ||
| 0d43a4e | A bugler sounded the Last Post. Heartbreak made audible. | Nuala O'Faolain | ||
| bfb0193 | At this dim season of the year we hunger for such tales. Winter's tales, they are. We want to huddle round them, as if around a small but cheerful fire... It was the right thing to do on the darkest day of the year. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| aa88cc0 | Pain marks you, but too deep to see. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| 001864c | The young ones are often the most dangerous, the most fanatical, the jumpiest with their guns. They haven't yet learned about existence through time. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| 1f49bdc | all she ever wanted was to be protected by layer upon layer of kind, soft, insulating money, | Margaret Atwood | ||
| a49db22 | He'd wanted us to be more like boys, and now we were. You don't teach boys to be charming. It makes people think they are devious. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| 24b3ea2 | And the one on the pigeons, trained to peck a button that made a grain of corn appear. Three groups of them: the first got one grain per peck, the second one grain every other peck, the third was random. When the man in charge cut off the grain, the first group gave up quite soon, the second group a little later. The third group never gave up. They'd peck themselves to death, rather than quit. Who knew what worked? | Margaret Atwood | ||
| 2301465 | They have a certain gaiety to them, a power of invention, they don't care what people think. They have escaped, though what it is they've escaped from isn't clear to us. We think that their bizarre costumes, their verbal tics, are chosen, and that when the time comes we also will be free to choose. "That's what I'm going to be like," | teenage-girls | Margaret Atwood | |
| 2c42f82 | The possibility of injury or death was a strong attraction: as the online world became more and more pre-edited and slicked up, and as even its so-called reality sites raised questions about authenticity in the minds of the viewers, the rough, unpolished physical world was taking on a mystic allure. | danger internet physicality reality truth web | Margaret Atwood | |
| 451f6e6 | Yes, good, kind Crake. Please stop singing or I can't go on with the story. | Margaret Atwood |