…I told him a story of two people. Two people who shouldn’t have met, and who didn’t like each other much when they did, but who found they were the only two people in the world who could possibly have understood each other.
JOJO MOYESHow could you live each day knowing that you were simply whiling away the days until your own death?
More Jojo Moyes Quotes
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Only you, Will Traynor, could tell a woman how to wear a bloody dress.
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I frowned at the list. “So… I’ll go back and tell the Traynors that I’m going to get their suicidal quadriplegic son drunk, spend their money on strippers and lap dancers, and then trundle him off to the Disability Olympics-
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I 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.
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I felt the music like a physical thing; it didn’t just sit in my ears, it flowed through me, around me, made my senses vibrate. It made my skin prickle and my palms dampen…It was the most beautiful thing I had ever heard.
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I just tried to be, tried to absorb the man I loved through osmosis, tried to imprint what I had left of him on myself. I did not speak.
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I realized I was afraid of living without him. How is it you have the right to destroy my life, I wanted to demand of him, but I’m not allowed a say in yours? But I had promised.
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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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You make me happy, even when you’re awful. I would rather be with you – even the you that you seem to think is diminished – than with anyone else in the world.
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I could hear her babbling away beside me, but I wasn’t really paying attention. I could barely focus on anything.
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Is that it forces you to rethink your idea of who you are. Or how you might seem to other people.
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How could you live each day knowing that you were simply whiling away the days until your own death?
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I held him close and said nothing, all the while telling him silently that he was loved. Oh, but he was loved.
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And it was suddenly very simple: There was no choice.
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And then, just like that, my heart broke. My face crumpled, my composure went and I held him tightly and I stopped caring that he could feel the shudder of my sobbing body because grief swamped me.
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I was once told by someone wise that writing is perilous as you cannot always guarantee your words will be read in the spirit in which they were written.
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