And we spend the rest of the evening getting very pissed and eating ice cream, as we always do when something good or bad happens to either one of us.
And maybe now you'll start treating everybody with respect. Not just the people you think are important.
A volte penso che staremmo meglio se fossimo semi di soffione: niente famiglia, niente storia, liberi di volare nel mondo, ciascuno nel proprio batuffolo di lanugine.
She is the only woman I've ever known who could make a man call.Ever
Is tall and rangy, with muscled thighs that start three inches apart. She looks like she probably runs up a mountain every day and doesn’t even know what a KitKat is.
You won’t let me buy any clothes. Now you won’t let me buy a road map, either!I need to spend some money or I’m going to go crazy!
You sound like Darth Vader, I say bluntly. Elinor doesn’t even flinch. So be it, she says, and sips her water. That is totally a Darth Vader thing to say. Next she’ll be ordering the destruction of a...
You remember that Christmas when they got ill? Mum says presently. The year they were about two and three? Remember? And got poo all over their Christmas stockings, and it was everywhere, and we said,...
You panicked. Venetia's voice is suddenly throbbing, as though she can't control a long-buried anger. You panicked, Luke, and we lost the best relationship that we had. Everyone was jealous of us at C...
You need some accessories. Some businesswoman-type accessories. Like what? A Filofax?
You know what Hans told me last week? she says as I open the door of my fitting room. He told me to write down a list of everything I wanted to say about that women-and then tear it up. He said I'd fe...
You have no idea how many people there are in the world until you start getting freaked out by them.
Which is just grief, I guess. I've decided that grief is like a newborn baby. It knocks you for six. It takes over your brain with its incessant cry. It stops you sleeping or eating or functioning, an...
If love is easy, you're not doing it right.
I think I've finally worked out how to feel good about life. Every time you see someone's bright-and-shiny, remember: they have their own crappy truths, too. Of course they do. And every time you see...
I still remember Mum. Kind of. I have dim splashes of memory like an unfinished watercolor.
I don't speak Japanese, I don't know anything about Japanese business or Japanese culture. Apart from sushi. But I can't exactly go up to him and say Sushi! out of the blue. It would be like going up...
For God’s sake. In movies, they fix the note to a dog’s collar and it trots off obediently, no nonsense.
Becky! Love! Mum has pushed her way through her dancing guests to reach me. What's wrong? Has labor started?Honestly. My family has no idea about contemporary urban street dance trends.
And then Jo met Professor Bhaer, so we had to watch that bit. And then Beth died. So I guess the March sisters were on their own jagged graph too.