176 Quotes by Sebastian Faulks

But I can hardly remember what it felt like. It’s like everything that happens to you. It doesn’t feel real.

We all operate on different levels of awareness. Half the time I don’t know what I’m doing.

I don’t like being rumbled, I like to be invisible.

I will think of you every day. All the time. If ever you should think of me and wonder what I’m doing, I’m thinking of you. That’s all I’ll be doing. Nothing else.

I want to be careful not to throw all this away. This is happiness. I think this is what happiness is. I haven’t got it yet, but I can sense it out there. I feel I’m close to it. Some days, I’m so close I can almost smell it.

Lonely’s like any other organism; competitive and resourceful in the struggle to perpetuate itself.

The partition between love and anger is thin. I suppose it’s a need to protect the self from further wounding that makes people scream at the one they love.

Her life had reached an age at which she should no longer be the last to die; there ought to be someone younger than her, a generation of her children who should now be enjoying that luxurious safety of knowing that grandparents and parents still lay like a barrier between them and their mortality.

There is only one life; it is therefore perfect.