5 Quotes by Rebecca James

There is nothing for you in this bleak hospital room but a cold and empty nothingness that has no answers, can give no peace, will provide no comfort to the living.

And when I look into his eyes there’s a feeling of something I can only describe as familiarity, a sense of safety. Like coming home.

The trouble with words is that no matter how much sense they make in theory, they can’t change what you feel inside.

True. But your're sad."I sit up. "Am I?""I don't know. Are you?""I don't know. Are you?"He laughs. "I am if you are. I'm not if you're not.

I'll tell you," she says, getting up. "I just need a drink. You want one?" "Now?" Libby makes a face. "It's only midday." "It's five o'clock somewhere in the world.