112 Quotes by Gail Honeyman

"I pondered what else I should take for him. Flowers seemed wrong; they're a love token, after all. I looked in the fridge, and popped a packet of cheese slices into the bag. All men like cheese."

"...I'd worked out that social success is often built on pretending just a little. Popular people sometimes have to laugh at things they don't find very funny, do things they don't particularly want to, with people whose company they don't particularly enjoy."

"You’re a bit mental, aren’t you?” she said, not in the least aggressively, but slurring her words somewhat. It was hardly the first time I’d heard this. “Yes,” I said, “yes, I suppose I am."

"En el corazón tengo cicatrices igual de gruesas y feas que las de la cara. Sé que están ahí. Pero espero que quede algo de tejido sano, un pequeño retal por el que pueda entrar el amor y colarse dentro. Ojalá."

"The words were incredibly sad, and, for an atheist like myself, entirely without hope or comfort, but still; it was our duty to sing them to the best of our ability, and to sing proudly, in honor of Sammy."

"Me decidí. Sí, era una extravagancia y un capricho pero ¿por qué no? Me recordé que la vida también debería consistir en probar cosas nuevas, en explorar los límites."

"It isn't annoying, her need - it isn't a burden. It's a privilege. I'm responsible. I chose to put myself in a situation where I'm responsible. Wanting to look after her, a small, dependent, vulnerable creature, is innate, and I don't even have to think about it. It's like breathing."

"Daba igual lo mucho que quisieras a alguien, nunca era suficiente. No podías mantenerlo a salvo solo con amor..."

"The only criterion I have is that the books must look clean, which means that I have to disregard a lot of potential reading material in the charity shop. I don't use the library for the same reason, althought obviously, in principle and reality, libraries are life-enhancing palaces of wonder."

"Knowing no better, they are content to drop a bag of poorest quality blended tea into a mug, scald it with boiling water, and then dilute any remaining flavour by adding fridge-cold milk. Once again, for some reason, it is I who am considered strange. But if you’re going to drink a cup of tea, why not take every care to maximize the pleasure?"