240 Quotes by Paula Hawkins

Only I’m not sure that I am doing it just for him, and I don’t really have a plan.

I can’t help the way I am. “You can help what you do, though.” That’s what Kamal says.

He never understood that it’s possible to miss what you’ve never had, to mourn for it.

The train stops. We are almost opposite Jess and Jason’s house, but I can’t see across the carriage and the tracks, there are too many people in the way. I wonder whether they are there, whether he knows, whether he’s left, or whether he’s still living a life he’s yet to discover is a lie.

Cathy’s a nice person, in a forceful sort of way. She makes you notice her niceness. Her niceness is writ large, it is her defining quality and she needs it acknowledged, often, daily almost, which can be tiring.

They wouldn’t even recognize Megan the happily married suburbanite. In any case, I can’t risk looking backwards, it’s always a bad idea. I’ll wait until the summer is over, then I’ll look for work. It seems like a shame to waste these long summer days. I’ll find something, here or elsewhere, I know I will.

The horrors conjured up by the mind are always so much worse than what is.

He’ll be so happy. He’ll be mental with joy when I tell him. The thought that she might not be his won’t even cross his mind. Telling him would be cruel, it would break his heart, and I don’t want to hurt him. I’ve never wanted to hurt him. I can’t help the way I am.

It could be her birthday, it could be the morning of the Rapture – Cathy will get up early on Saturday to clean.