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.
JOJO MOYESSometimes, Clark, you are pretty much the only thing that makes me want to get up in the morning.
More Jojo Moyes Quotes
-
-
I hadn’t realized that music could unlock things in you, could transport you to somewhere even the composer hadn’t predicted. It left an imprint in the air around you, as if you carried its remnants with you when you went.
JOJO MOYES -
I could hear her babbling away beside me, but I wasn’t really paying attention. I could barely focus on anything.
JOJO MOYES -
Somewhere in this world is a man who loves you, who understands how precious and clever and kind you are.
JOJO MOYES -
There is a hunger in you. A fearlessness. You just buried it, like most people do.
JOJO MOYES -
Because even if the whole world was throwing rocks at you, if you still had your mother or father at your back, you’d be okay.
JOJO MOYES -
Do you know how hard it is to say nothing? When every atom of you strains to do the opposite?
JOJO MOYES -
How is it possible to exist with so much pain?
JOJO MOYES -
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.
JOJO MOYES -
You know, you spend your whole life feeling like you don’t quite fit in anywhere.
JOJO MOYES -
There is a whole lot more to life than winning.
JOJO MOYES -
He smelt of the sun, as if it had seeped deep into his skin, and I found myself inhaling silently, as if he were something delicious.
JOJO MOYES -
if you had your mother at your back, you’d be okay. Some deep-rooted part of you would know you were loved. That you deserved to be loved.
JOJO MOYES -
When you put someone down all the time, eventually they stop listening to the sensible stuff.
JOJO MOYES -
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.
JOJO MOYES -
If I don’t cry while writing a key emotional scene, my gut feeling is it’s failed.
JOJO MOYES