There is a hunger in you. A fearlessness. You just buried it, like most people do.
JOJO MOYESI know there are all sorts of reasons I shouldn’t even be saying what I am. But I love you. I do. I knew it when I left Patrick. And I think you might even love me a little bit.
More Jojo Moyes Quotes
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All that counts is the truth. Without it you’re basically just juggling people’s daft ideas.
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“You cut yourself off from all sorts of experiences because you tell yourself you are ‘not that sort of person'” “But, I’m not.” “How do you know?
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They began to tune up, and suddenly the auditorium was filled with a single sound.
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Just live well. Just live
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My nerve endings seemed to have come alive; they almost jangled with anticipation I was going to see Will. Whatever else,
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I know this isn’t a conventional love story.
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The most alive, three-dimensional thing I had ever heard. It made the hairs on my skin stand up, my breath catch in my throat….
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Oh, Clark,if you had any idea what I want to do to you right now.And I…i can’t live with that knowledge. I can’t. It’s Not who I am. I can’t be the kind of man who just…accepts.
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That old hangover is just toying with you, working out when to bite.
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Sometimes life is a series of obstacles, a matter of putting one foot in front of the other.
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It’s complicated.’ ‘So’s quantitative easing. But I still get that it means printing money.
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Just hold on. Just for a minute.” “Are you all right ?” I found my gaze dropping towards his chair, afraid some part of him was pinched, or trapped, that I had got something wrong.
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If I don’t cry while writing a key emotional scene, my gut feeling is it’s failed.
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There was nothing left for me to do. Do you know how hard it is to say nothing ? When every atom of you strains to do the opposite?
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I kissed him, trying to bring him back. I kissed him and let my lips rest against his so that our breath mingled and the tears from my eyes became salt on his skin, and I told myself that, somewhere, tiny particles of him would become tiny particles of me, ingested, swallowed, alive, perpetual.
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