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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 0cbb407 | I've often noticed that people equate 'having a sense of humour' with 'being an insensitive moron'.) This | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| 0800277 | But you're also fragile. Imagine a mended china plate which hasn't quite set. | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| 3c9a1a4 | But I've had a lot of time to think about this, and if you ask me, most people underestimate eyes. For a start they're powerful. They have range. You focus on someone thirty metres away, through a whole bunch of people, and they know you're looking at them. What other bit of human anatomy can do that? | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| d770891 | Are you so scared people will hate you?" "What?" I stare at him, not knowing how to react. "What are you talking about?" He gestures at the phone. "Your emails are like one big cry. Kiss, kiss, hug, hug, please like me, please like me!" | insecurity love | Sophie Kinsella | |
| c1094a8 | They were even talking about buying a bodyguard, can you believe it? I mean, what on earth would I look like, turning up with a bodyguard? Actually, I'd look pretty cool and mysterious, wouldn't I? That might have been quite a good idea. | humorous laughter witty | Sophie Kinsella | |
| 6053a0f | God, real people are so disappointing. I'm sure she would have done it better in the box-set version. | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| 8279769 | People change. Life changes. It's the way of the world. Maybe it's meant to be. | las-vegas mystery rv shopaholic trip | Sophie Kinsella | |
| 1fa848f | I know exactly what Luke's doing. He's trying to push me and Suze together so we can make up. Which is really sweet of him. But I feel like a panda being told to mate with another panda that clearly doesn't fancy me. | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| 765cc62 | OK, I have to make sure we're on the same page here. Because I might mean one thing and she might mean, intending to start a Cordon Bleu course when I get back to England. | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| 0592618 | You can't even communicate in English. Real life is not a series of levels. | bully family friendship life starbucks sunglasses | Sophie Kinsella | |
| 23d7fc3 | Toda mi familia se crece con la presion. Es como el lema familiar, o algo asi. Con la excepcion de mi hermano Peter, desde luego, que sufrio una crisis nerviosa. Pero a los demas nos sienta de maravilla, en serio. | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| 2ab05e5 | Ademas, todo el mundo sabe que los chinos viven mas tiempo que nosotros, asi que ?como no va a ser saludable alimentarse de comida china? Y la pizza es mediterranea. Seguro que es mas sana que muchas cosas que la gente toma en su casa. | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| 52fdc34 | I'm sorry," says Linus. "Don't be sorry," I say, almost aggressively. "You didn't say anything." Which is true. He didn't say anything. He stopped mid-sentence. Except that stopping mid-sentence is the worst thing people can do. It's, like, partially aggressive, because you can't take issue with anything they've said. You have to take issue with what you think they were going to say. Which they then deny." | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| 8907af4 | Becky --" he begins, and there's a tiny intake of breath around the churchyard. "Will you--" "Yes! Yeee-esssss!" I hear the joyful sound ripping through the churchyard before I even realize I've opened my mouth. I'm so charged up with emotion, my voice doesn't even sound like mine. In fact, it sounds more like... Mum. I don't believe it." | parents wedding | Sophie Kinsella | |
| 747b062 | I can't believe how much damage has been done, just from teenage loves meeting again. People should never come into contact with their first loves, I decide. There should be some official form of quarantine. The rule should be: you break up with your teenage lover and that's it. One of you has to emigrate. | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| c9bfc97 | He's lithe and tanned and taut. But to my eye he's lost something. He has a synthetic quality, like orange soda instead of freshly squeezed juice. It's orangey and bubbly and it quenches your thirst, but it leaves a bitter aftertaste. And it's not good for you. | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| e92981f | My phone's my life. I can't exist without it. It's a vital organ. | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| 17eb52c | You need some accessories. Some businesswoman-type accessories." "Like what? A Filofax?" | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| c5f3ffb | About the Wi-Fi. Are you blind? Can you read, at all?" He points to a notice in the corner of the coffee shop, which is all about the Starbucks Wi-Fi code. Then he focuses on my dark glasses. "Are you blind? Or just subnormal?" "I'm not blind," I say, my voice trembling. "I was just asking. Sorry to bother you." "Fucking moron," he mutters as he starts tapping again. Tears are welling in my eyes, and as I back away, my legs are wobbly. But .. | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| 0b821a1 | And anyway, who defines "real life"? Who says "real life" is property ladders and hideous pearl earrings? "Shit-boring tedious life," more like." -- | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| d58985c | Shit. My Fitbit's stopped working. Is it the battery?" Tilda clicks with annoyance. "How many steps have we done?" She bangs her Fitbit. "It doesn't count unless it goes on my Fitbit. I might as well not have bothered." Tilda's Fitbit is her latest obsession. For a while it was Instagram, and our daily walk was punctuated by her taking endless photos of raindrops on leaves. Now it's steps." | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| 2fb41fe | The trouble with me is, I can't let things go. | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| 0612fb4 | Everyone knows, the point of an interview is not to demonstrate who you are, but to pretend to be whatever sort of person they want for the job. | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| 0f77826 | You can't go back in time and do life a different way. | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| 5c06fc1 | I think you need to start thinking less about what you owe other people and more about what you owe yourself. | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| b076466 | teacher in class. "The Divorce Fantasy will never happen," I mumble finally, staring at my fingernails. "The Divorce Fantasy will never happen," he repeats with emphasis. "The judge will never read a two-hundred-page dossier on Daniel's shortcomings aloud in court, while a crowd jeers at your ex-husband. He will never start his summing up, 'Ms. Graveney, you are a saint to have put up with such an evil scumbag and I thus award you everythin.. | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| f78542d | I'm not quite sure if he's talking to me or to himself, but every word he says feels like a drop of Wise Potion. I want to hear more. I want him to tell me all the answers to life. | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| f998bb8 | The whole point about T-shirts is you choose them in the morning according to your mood, like crystals, or aromatherapy oils. | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| 7f53aac | This is my new guiding principle: Find a man of quality. Not a man who excites me but one who values me. Not a man who takes me to the moon and then vanishes off to New York but one who takes me to...Bracknell, maybe. | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| 9314b04 | She has amazing eyebrows. Some people are just granted amazing eyebrows, and she's one of them. | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| 7339555 | Love is finding one person infinitely fascinating ." John seems lost in thought again-- then comes to. "And so...not an achievement, my dear." He gives me a mild, kind smile. "Rather, a privilege." | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| 5645de2 | I look along the endless line, squinting in the sunshine. I'm twenty-nine years old. I can go anywhere. Do anything. Be anyone I like. "There's no rush," I say at last, and reach up to kiss him again." | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| a742090 | I think I've finally worked out how to feel good about life. Every time you see someone's bright-and-shiny, remember: They have their own crappy truths too. Of course they do. And every time you see your own crappy truth and feel despair and think, Is this my life, remember: It's not. Everyone's got a bright-and-shiny, even if it's hard to find sometimes. | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| 52c0384 | Horen Sie genau zu, ich werde es nur einmal sagen. - Mit Grabestimme flustere ich ins Telefon. - Ich organisiere eine Uberraschungsparty fur Lukes Geburtstag. Die Sache ist streng geheim, und Sie sind der siebte Mensch auf der Welt, der davon erfahrt. Fast mochte ich hinzufugen: `Und jetzt muss ich Sie erschiessen.' | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| c4c0199 | is, life is all about climbing up, slipping down, and picking yourself up again. And it doesn't matter if you slip down. As long as you're kind of heading more or less upwards. That's all you can hope for. More or less upwards. | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| f2574ce | I run. I always fucking run. Well, I'm not running anymore. I want stability. I want love. | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| 03dcc30 | Living in London is like living in a movie set, from the Dickensian backstreets to the glinting tower blocks to the secret garden squares. You can be anyone you want to be. | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| a2d9467 | Todo esse negocio de ser misterioso e distante e uma grande besteira. Todo mundo deveria compartilhar os segredos logo de cara. | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| 0640212 | You get into a relationship. And you know that person has flaws, everyone does ... but you can get so used to them that you ... you forget. You forget that there's another way. | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| 51c12a4 | Sometimes I worry my ideas might dry up', he says, an odd tone to his voice. 'I'm not sure who I'd be without them. Sometimes I think I'm really just an empty vessel floating about, downloading ideas and not much else. | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| d0fd5b6 | He leans forward, and this time there's no hesitation. His mouth lands on mine, sweet and firm. He's kissing me. Jack | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| c7a972b | Though it seemed trivial, now, to describe a place as if what is was, was what I could see of it. | Nuala O'Faolain | ||
| c11a6b4 | Did anyone ever hear of an intelligent fantasy? | Nuala O'Faolain | ||
| 4a5f2bb | It was the cocktail hour in Priss's room at New York Hospital--terribly gay. | Mary McCarthy |