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I will never, ever regret the things I've done. Because most days, all you have are places in your memory that you can go to.

Jojo Moyes

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Jojo Moyes
Age: 55
Born: 1969
Born: August 4
Journalist
Novelist
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Pauline Sara Jo Moyes
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There is a hunger in you. A fearlessness. You just buried it, like most people do.
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And it was suddenly very simple: There was no choice.
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And then, just like that, my heart broke. My face crumpled, my composure went and I held him tightly and I stopped caring that he could feel the shudder of my sobbing body because grief swamped me. It overwhelmed me and tore at my heart and my stomach and my head and it pulled me under, and I couldn’t bear it. I honestly thought I couldn’t bear it.
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All I can say is that you make me... you make me into someone I couldn't even imagine. You make me happy, even when you're awful. I would rather be with you - even the you that you seem to think is diminished - than with anyone else in the world.
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It's complicated.' 'So's quantitative easing. But I still get that it means printing money.
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I let him know a hurt had been mended in a way that he couldn’t have known, and for that alone there would always be a piece of me indebted to him.
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