Push yourself. Don’t settle. Wear those stripy legs with pride. And if you insist on settling down with some ridiculous bloke, make sure some of this is squirreled away somewhere.
JOJO MOYESPush yourself. Don’t settle. Wear those stripy legs with pride. And if you insist on settling down with some ridiculous bloke, make sure some of this is squirreled away somewhere.
JOJO MOYESTry to write at least 500 words a day. You may ditch 499 of them tomorrow, but you will still be moving forward.
JOJO MOYESYou decided what you thought you’d like me to do, and you went ahead and did it. You did what everyone else does. You decided for me.
JOJO MOYESThere 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?
JOJO MOYESShe does not want to feel even the faintest temptation to call his mobile number, as she had done obsessively for the first year after his death so she could hear his voice on the answering service.
JOJO MOYESAnd then you walk into a room one day, whether it’s at university or an office or some kind of club, and you just go, ‘Ah. There they are.’ And suddenly you feel at home.
JOJO MOYESThey began to tune up, and suddenly the auditorium was filled with a single sound.
JOJO MOYESYou have all grown up expecting things to go your way almost instantaneously.
JOJO MOYESThere is a whole lot more to life than winning.
JOJO MOYESThe thing about being catapulted into a whole new life–or at least, shoved up so hard against someone else’s life that you might as well have your face pressed against their window.
JOJO MOYES“What if I’m tired when I get home? What if I don’t fill my days with frenetic activity?” “But one day you might wish you had.”
JOJO MOYESSometimes life is a series of obstacles, a matter of putting one foot in front of the other.
JOJO MOYESWe are all part of some great cycle, some pattern that it was only God’s purpose to understand.
JOJO MOYESAnd 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.
JOJO MOYESHe 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 MOYESSit here long enough you get to know everything. You listen, see ?” She taps the side of her head.
JOJO MOYES