I wake with a thought: This is my life. I’ve only got one. I should live it the way I want
I suppose I wanted to have my cake and eat it.But then again, what were you going to do with your cake if not eat it?Frame it?Use it as a sachet in your underwear drawer?
I hated this business of being grown-up. I hated having to make decisions where I didn't know what was behind the door. I wanted a world where heroes and villains were clearly labeled.
I had thought the only person Neil loved was himself. That he probably shouted his own name when he was coming.
I forced myself to stop thinking about it. I went to the room in my brain where all my thoughts about Adam lived and disconnected the electricity and boarded up all the doors and windows, so nothing c...
I awake. I don’t mean to but clearly I have not appeased the Sleep Gods with enough offerings.
Human touch is as important as water and food and air and laughter and new shoes.
He's a waiter, not a Mafia stooge, so what's he going to do? Black pepper them to death? Compliment them into a coma? Run them over with the dessert trolley?
Back at my parents’, Mum was waiting with a muffin for me. ‘Banana and pecan. I know it’s the wrong colour but would you try it? Are you okay?’ she asked. ‘You look a bit …’‘Grand,’ I said. ‘It’s just...
As always she was kitted out in the pristine pastels of baby clothes and her little plimsolls were so white my eyes ached. To look directly at them one would need a piece of cardboard with a hole in i...
Anton and I went to see her in her office in Soho. It was less than a fortnight before I gave birth to Ema so getting me there was a huge undertaking, like crating and transporting a sick elephant.
After a pause he says, ‘Trust you to bring everything back to sweets.’ He is a fine one to talk, him and his birds.
Accepting all that is given to me and all that is taken away. Recognizing that even loss and pain are gifts.
Honestly, if you're looking for love and you're not too choosy, hang around a hardware store fingering screws.
… as you know, here at Randolph Media we reward hard work.Lisa twinkled prettily at the patent lie. Like many companies in the Western world, Randolph Media rewarded hard work with poor pay, increasin...
They thought that there was no such thing as Depression, other than a vague, neurotic concept. That it was just an updated version of ‘suffering from her nerves’ which everyone knows translates as ‘sh...
You were the one who wanted me to come here with you, so you'd better have the bloody manners to talk to me. If you wanted to flirt with someone then why did you invite me? Sorry, Lucy; you're right;...
You could have nothing with a teenage daughter in the house, not mascara, not ankle boots, not breadknives, not sedatives; they took everything, selfish little bitches!
Worse, neither of us has liked any of the other’s Facebook posts, the modern equivalent of pistols at dawn.
When happiness makes a guest appearance in one’s life, it’s important to make the most of it. It may not stay around for long and when it bas gone wouldn’t it be terrible to think that all the time on...