Mistakes are the portals of discovery.
Then I realised that I was the god on this occasion. I had tried to help the bluebottle, but it wouldn’t let me. And then I felt sorry for God because I understood his frustration. Sometimes when people offer a helping hand, it gets pushed away. People always want to help themselves first.
This is my one and only life, and it is a great and terrible and short and endless thing, and none of us come out of it alive.
She wanted to be irresponsible, she wanted to be looked after, to be told that she didn’t have to worry about a thing and that someone else would take care of everything. How easy life would be without having grown-up problems to worry about. And then she could grow up all over again...
Rosie: What the hell was that silence? Steph: It sounds like something I’d like. It sounded nice. Rosie: It was.
People come and go.
Now let me teach you another thing about my daughter. I love her very much but she has the ability to hide as expertly as a sock in a washing machine. No one knows where it goes, just as no one knows where she goes, but at least when she decides to come back, we’re all here, waiting for her.
Warring for peace is like screwing for virginity!!
It’s funny how people mark their lives, the benchmarks they choose to decide when the moment is more of a moment than any other. For life is made of them. I like to think the best ones of all are in my mind, that they run through my blood in their own memory bank for no one else but me to see.
It’s difficult to know which second among a lifetime of seconds is more special. Often when you realise how precious those seconds are, it’s too late for them to be captured because the moment has passed. We realise too late.
Well that’s the problem with paradise- nothing attracts a serpent quite like it.
Wildflower: Don’t let people walk all over you, Buttercup. It’s your life. If you want something, you need to get out there and grab it by the horns because no one is going to give you what you want on a plate. Good girls always come second.
Paths are so much clearer when people stop looking at what everyone else is doing and instead concentrate on themselves.
He’s a simple man only I don’t really believe that. Nobody who says as little as he does, is as simple as you’d think. It takes a lot to not say a lot, because when you’re not talking, you’re thinking and he thinks a lot.
May your outer dignity mirror an inner dignity of your soul.
So that makes time more precious, doesn’t it? More precious than money, more precious than anything. You can never earn more time. Once an hour goes by, a week, a month, a year, you’ll never get them back.
You were my wonderfully bespoke original guide to happiness.
That is who I am supposed to be, how I am identified and recorded for all time, but I am neither of those things.
Don’t worry, nothing speaks louder than a lifetime of regret and self-loathing.
Nobody else around me seems to be looking around and wondering what to do. Why is it that I feel like I’m the only person who is confused and concerned about the choices I’ve made and where I’m headed? Everywhere I look, I see people just getting on with it.