“For Frank, music was like a garden – it sowed seeds in far-flung places. People would miss out on so many wonderful… — Rachel Joyce Copy Share Image
“The kindness of the woman with the food came back to him, and that of Martina. They had offered him comfort and… — Rachel Joyce Kindness Copy Share Image
“We are at the centre of our own stories. And sometimes it is hard to believe that we are not at the… — Rachel Joyce Copy Share Image
“Sister Lucy is one of the kindest young women I’ve met. When it comes to French manicures and blow-drying, she has no… — Rachel Joyce Copy Share Image
I think of myself as a very ordinary person. I like writing about the juxtaposition between people: the beauty of them at… — Rachel Joyce Copy Share Image
“Beginnings could happen more than once, or in different ways. You could think you were starting something afresh, when actually what you… — Rachel Joyce Beginnings Copy Share Image
The story of Harold Fry and his unlikely pilgrimage began as an afternoon play for radio. For many years, I have been… — Rachel Joyce Copy Share Image
“In order to succeed he must remain true to the feeling that had inspired him in the first place. It didn’t matter… — Rachel Joyce First place Copy Share Image
On television, it's all just shiny, successful people, and so I feel somebody has to wave a flag for the ordinary people… — Rachel Joyce Copy Share Image
“Harold thought of the people he had already met on his journey. All of them were different, but none of them struck… — Rachel Joyce Mind Copy Share Image
“They believed in him. They had looked at him in his yachting shoes, and listened to what he said, and they had… — Rachel Joyce Copy Share Image
“She had bleached and annihilated every waking moment of the last twenty years. Anything, rather than feel. Anything, rather than meet Harold’s… — Rachel Joyce Time Copy Share Image
“You have to believe. That's what I think. It's not about medicine and all that stuff. You have to believe a person… — Rachel Joyce Copy Share Image
“They had offered him comfort and shelter, even when he was afraid of taking them, and in accepting he had learned something… — Rachel Joyce Courage Copy Share Image
“The world is full of women who have children, and women who don’t, but there is also a silent band of women… — Rachel Joyce Children Copy Share Image
He understood that in walking to atone for the mistakes he had made, it was his journey to accept the strangeness of… — Rachel Joyce Copy Share Image
The world was made up of people putting one foot in front of the other; and a life might appear ordinary simply… — Rachel Joyce Copy Share Image
There was no escaping what he had realized as he fought for warmth in the night. With or without him,the moon and… — Rachel Joyce Differences Copy Share Image
...People would make the decisions they wished to make and some of them would hurt both themselves and those who loved them,… — Rachel Joyce Decision Copy Share Image
“—¿Y de veras cree que llegará a Berwick? —No malgasto mis fuerzas y no pierdo el tiempo holgazaneando. Si sigo poniendo un… — Rachel Joyce Amor Copy Share Image
“He saw the reflection of her face in a compact mirror as she painted on her re lips. She did it with… — Rachel Joyce Life Copy Share Image
Even if we don't believe in church or God, we still believe in things that are bigger than ourselves. We need to… — Rachel Joyce Copy Share Image
“In walking, he unleashed the past that he had spent twenty years seeking to avoid, and now it chattered and played through… — Rachel Joyce Copy Share Image
“Paula says that the problem is that people like Jim are too good. And he knows that the problem is not them.… — Rachel Joyce Copy Share Image
“A canopy of sticky young leaves clung to the branches above him. There were startling yellow clouds of forsythia, trails of purple… — Rachel Joyce Copy Share Image
And it can take a lifetime, a life of many years, to accept the incongruity of things: that a small moment can… — Rachel Joyce Copy Share Image
“He had never been good at expressing himself. What he felt was so big it was difficult to find the words, and… — Rachel Joyce Copy Share Image
'Perfect' is about a set-up that looks perfect from the outside - beautiful country house, beautiful wife and mother, everything where it… — Rachel Joyce Copy Share Image
Before I gave birth to Hope, I had a miscarriage. The pain was so enormous, I had to write myself out of… — Rachel Joyce Copy Share Image
My father died in France, and my sisters and I went over with my mum to bring back his body. I remember… — Rachel Joyce Copy Share Image
“It was the same with time, he thought, and also sorrow. They were both waiting to catch you. And no matter how… — Rachel Joyce Time Copy Share Image
I miss her all the time. I know in my head that she has gone. the only difference is that I am… — Rachel Joyce Differences Copy Share Image
“It struck Harold afresh how life could change in an instant. You could be doing something so everyday - walking your partner's… — Rachel Joyce Change Copy Share Image
“He knew he was going to reach Berwick, and that all he had to do was to place one foot in front… — Rachel Joyce Copy Share Image
If I just keep putting one foot in front of the other, it stands to reason that I'm going to get there.… — Rachel Joyce Copy Share Image
“The only difference is that I am getting used to the pain. It's like discovering a great hole in the ground. To… — Rachel Joyce Copy Share Image
“As time passed and he found his rhythm, he began to feel more certain. England opened up beneath his feet, and the… — Rachel Joyce Copy Share Image
I went through a stage of writing my cramped hand in tiny books. My two sisters and I did have our Bronte… — Rachel Joyce Books Copy Share Image
Beginnings could happen more than once or in different ways. You could think you were starting something afresh, when actually what you… — Rachel Joyce Beginnings Copy Share Image
“They caught hands again, and walked toward the water's edge, two small figures against the black waves. Only halfway there, one of… — Rachel Joyce Laughter Copy Share Image
