112 Quotes by Gail Honeyman

that palpable sense of Friday joy, everyone colluding with the lie that somehow the weekend would be amazing and that, next week, work would be different, better. They never learn.

I thought back to the counselling sessions, how we'd talked about thinking things through rationally, recognizing unhelpful patterns of behaviour and being brave enough to try doing things differently.

The singer wasn't ever the point, really; Maria Temple had helped me see that. In my eagerness to change, to connect with someone, I'd focused on the wrong thing, the wrong person.

In principle and reality, libraries are life-enhancing palaces of wonder.

Some people, weak people, fear solitude. What they fail to understand is that there’s something very liberating about it; once you realize that you don’t need anyone, you can take care of yourself. That’s the thing: it’s best just to take care of yourself.

When the silence and the aloneness press down and around me, crushing me, carving through me like ice, I need to speak aloud sometimes, if only for proof of life.

I closed my eyes. Eyelids are really just flesh curtains. Your eyes are always 'on', always looking; when you close them, you're watching the thin, veined skin of your inner eyelid rather than staring out at the world. It's not a comforting thought.

I'd recently finished reading a management tome which seemed to be aimed at psychopaths with no common sense (quite a dangerous combination).

There must be some people for whom difficult behaviour wasn't a reason to end their relationship with you. if they liked you...they were prepared to maintain contact, even if you were sad, upset or behaving in very challenging ways.