36 Quotes by Sara Barnard

I think that's what love is. It's caring about the person's entire life, not just the bit with the two of you in it.

A best friend, the kind I read about in books . Everyone had best friends in the books I've loved, the ones about ordinary girls like me. They had multiple best friends, sometimes. Whole squads of them. A lot of the time they made me feel lonely in my own friendless reality, but I kept reading them. I devoured them, learning how to be a good best friend, so one day-one day- I'd be ready.

Let me tell you, anyone who thinks romantic love is the pinnacle of human emotion has never had a friend who looked at them like she looked at me. Love might burn the brightest fires, but fires burn out. Friendship is warm and steady, constant. It keeps me alive.

I decide this is just A Bad Day. We all get them, because grief doesn't care how many years it's been.

I want the world, I think. Even if it scares me.

Someone like you is brilliant and amazing.' I said. 'Why can't you see that in yourself?' The unfairness of it was starting to sink in. If she could only see herself like I did, there wouldn't be a problem. But she didn't, and she never would, and that was so many levels of wrong and unfair I almost couldn't comprehend it.

People in pain can be very self-destructive. And sometimes they pull in the people who are close to them, often without realizing.

I’m just saying that sadness isn’t beautiful. And if it looks that way, it’s a lie.

And then it happens. The panic. It's slow at first, creeping through the cracks in my thoughts until everything starts to feel heavy. It builds; it becomes something physical that clutches at my insides and squeezes out the air and the blood.