He was only twenty-five.He was young enough to miss his youth just as it was slipping away. The worst kind of loss-the… — Emma Forrest Copy Share Image
He was addicted to me and now he has gone cold turkey. He used to send me fifty texts a day. And… — Emma Forrest Copy Share Image
I wouldn't say that my emotions are extreme. I'd say they are committed. My moods are the equivalent of Madonna's dancing: inappropriate… — Emma Forrest Copy Share Image
People don't know. We don't know ourselves so we tell ourselves what we really know is other people. We could say the… — Emma Forrest Copy Share Image
Is it needy? It's not. We don't need each other. We just really, really enjoy each other. And we're good together. We're… — Emma Forrest Copy Share Image
Everyone asks about how I'll feel about the tattoos and scars in thirty years. I always say: "I'll like them." I've always… — Emma Forrest Copy Share Image
It took a long time, but my heart now feels full when I think of him. When you fall in love again—which… — Emma Forrest Copy Share Image
Now that he's gone, I feel like I'm a senior citizen who gave away her life savings over the phone. And this… — Emma Forrest Copy Share Image
But I saw the pain and sadness in everything, and swirled it round my mouth like a fine wine. — Emma Forrest Copy Share Image
I think it's sort of the hypothetical point where communism and fascism meet. They love tragedy, and they love surface beauty. You just watch… — Emma Forrest Copy Share Image
I do think everything that happens in American pop culture sort of prescribes for England and does end up happening there six months later,… — Emma Forrest Copy Share Image
What people don't understand when you've already been a suicide and pulled through is that after the sadness comes fear: Where is my mind… — Emma Forrest Copy Share Image
I wish I had been less keen to inject my own opinions, but I was a teenager and your teenage self is generally an… — Emma Forrest Copy Share Image
“When he asked if he was mine, tears in his eyes, I think he knew what he would do, what he would have to… — Emma Forrest Copy Share Image
I want you to stay. I never want there to be a time when we don't share space. — Emma Forrest Copy Share Image
In other words, it was a struggle with himself. And the product of that struggle: anger, bitterness, resentment, envy or transformation, aspiration, hope, decency..the… — Emma Forrest Copy Share Image
“I don't want to go to university. I don't like unity and I hate verses. I just love the choruses of songs. ” — Emma Forrest Copy Share Image
I enjoy films where two characters are coming of age, just different ages. That's why I love 'Paper Moon' so much. — Emma Forrest Copy Share Image
He was only twenty-five.He was young enough to miss his youth just as it was slipping away. The worst kind of loss-the one that… — Emma Forrest Copy Share Image
