50 Quotes by Gilly Macmillan

In ten months you can get used to some of the mechanics of being alone, but it takes longer for the hurt to heal.

Sometimes it’s hard not to let other people’s misery seep into your own bones.

In a real dark night of the soul it is always three o’clock in the morning, day after day. – F. Scott Fitzgerald.

When we first meet someone, we can put our best foot forward, and give the very best account of ourselves, but still get it horribly wrong.

If you talk too openly about terrible things people shrink from you.

But here’s the thing: none of us deserve anything. That’s an illusion we all exist under. What I know now is that even after the divorce I should simply have been grateful for what I had. I should have celebrated my life as it was, imperfections, sadness, and all, and not forensically examined its faults.

I wish now that I’d valued more the words that tumbled freely out of him before he was taken. I wish I’d collected them and kept them safely in packages that I wrapped up carefully, secured with a ribbon, and stored in a safe place for the future. I wish I hadn’t been too distracted to listen to every word he said.

I should have celebrated my life as it was, imperfections, sadness, and all, and not forensically examined its faults.

I’m not sure now whether we ever loved each other very deeply, or if it wasn’t more that we were two lost souls when we met, huddling together for comfort. What.