3 Quotes by Susan Lewis

As each hour passes it’s like a door has closed. You will never be able to revisit that hour to undo something you regret, or to do something you should have, so it’s important to make the hour you are in the one that counts.

She was shrinking into a horrible, ugly thing that no one wanted to see, or speak to, or have anything to do with at all, so she had to get plucked out like a weed, or crushed like a disgusting, mouldy crumb.

Sometimes he felt like two people inside the same skin, and he wasn’t always entirely sure which of them was real.