There's nothing like your mother's sympathetic voice to make you want to burst into tears.
Other people's eyes are limitless and that's what scares me.
You can want and want and want, but if he doesn't want you back ... you might as well wish the sky were red.
If you want to get ahead, you have to create your own chances. You have to carve out your own opportunities.
How many divorces are caused by the word nothing? I think this would be a very interesting statistic.
You don't just get over it. And it doesn't make any difference if you're supposedly a grown-up. It never goes away.
Then, on impulse, I scroll back through my previous Instagram posts, looking at the photos of London cafes, sights, drinks, and smiling faces (mostly strangers). The whole thing is like a feel-good mo...
Look into your heart- and go after what you really want.
A divorce is like a controlled explosion. Everyone on the outside is OK.
If my writing comes to a halt, I head to the shops: I find them very inspirational. And if I get into real trouble with my plot, I go out for a pizza with my husband.
Rule of life. If you bother to ask someone’s advice, then bother to listen to it.
My friend lost his mother when we were at college. I spent a lot of nights talking with him. Lot of nights. He pauses. I know what it's like. You don't just get over it. And it doesn't make any differ...
I know friends should be supportive of each other's life decisions and all that.
Je t'aime, Lottie. Plus qu'un zloty. I hesitate, not sure what to say. Well, it's a start....'I love you, Lottie, More that a zloty'? Lorcan translates incredulously. Seriously? Lottie's a difficult r...
I'll have to admit, he really does have quite a smile.Kind of heart-stopping, especially as it comes out of nowhere.I mean... you know. If your heart was in the kind of place to be stopped.
Eye contact is a big deal. It’s the biggest deal. Just the thought makes me feel sick, right down to my core. I know in my rational head that eyes are not frightening. They’re tiny little harmless blo...
When the dog bites, when the bee stings... I simply remember I have a boyfriend and suddenly things don't seem quite so completely shit.
Underpants! Underpants!
Our whole family thrives under pressure. It's like our family motto or something.Apart from my brother Peter, of course. He had a nervous break down. But the rest of us.
I love new clothes. If everyone could just wear new clothes everyday, I reckon depression wouldn’t exist anymore.