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What if I like watching television? What if I don't want to do much else other than read a book?... What if I'm tired when I get home? What if I don't fill my days with frenetic activity? But one day you might wish you had.
Jojo Moyes
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Jojo Moyes
Age: 55
Born: 1969
Born: August 4
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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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Just live well. Just live
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I am conscious that knowing me has caused you pain, and grief, and I hope that one day when you are less angry with me and less upset you will see not just that I could only have done the thing that I did, but also that this will help you live a really good life, a better life, than if you hadn’t met me.
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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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The thing about being catapulted into a whole new life--or at least, shoved up so hard against someone else's life that you might as well have your face pressed against their window--is that it forces you to rethink your idea of who you are. Or how you might seem to other people.
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Sit here long enough you get to know everything. You listen, see ? She taps the side of her head. Nobody listens any more. Everyone knows what they want to hear, but nobody actually listens.
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Know that you hold my heart, my hopes, in your hands.
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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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...I told him a story of two people. Two people who shouldn't have met, and who didn't like each other much when they did, but who found they were the only two people in the world who could possibly have understood each other.
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I was once told by someone wise that writing is perilous as you cannot always guarantee your words will be read in the spirit in which they were written.
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She went kind of pink and laughed, the kind of laugh you do when you know yo shouldn't be laughing. The kind of laugh that spoke of a conspiracy.
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That evening she glowed. She gave off a vibration of energy that he suspected only he could detect. Do I do this to you?, he wondered, as he watched her eat. Or is this just the relief of being out from under the forbidden eye of that husband of yours?
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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 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.
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I frowned at the list. “So… I’ll go back and tell the Traynors that I’m going to get their suicidal quadriplegic son drunk, spend their money on strippers and lap dancers, and then trundle him off to the Disability Olympics—
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I held him close and said nothing, all the while telling him silently that he was loved. Oh, but he was loved.
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I hadn’t realized that music could unlock things in you, could transport you to somewhere even the composer hadn’t predicted. It left an imprint in the air around you, as if you carried its remnants with you when you went.
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