“Lily Houghton-Miller stood in the middle of my living room and surveyed me with the detached interest of a scientist gazing at a new variety of manure-based invertebrate.” — Jojo Moyes Copy Share Image
“First I put on what I thought of as my ‘artistic’ outfit, a green smock dress with huge amber beads stitched into it. I imagined the kind of people who went to concerts might be quite arty and flamboyant. Will… — Jojo Moyes Copy Share Image
“How was she supposed to bear the prospect of never seeing him again? Never seeing his face light up simply because she had walked… — Jojo Moyes Copy Share Image
“I had a vague memory of the intensity of teenage female relationships; more of a passion than a normal friendship.” — Jojo Moyes Copy Share Image
“I want him to live if HE wants to live. If he doesn't, then by forcing him to carry on, you, me… we become… — Jojo Moyes Copy Share Image
“I often think that the ability to earn a living by doing the thing one loves must be one of life's greatest gifts.” — Jojo Moyes Copy Share Image
“Nobody ever says "sweet girl" about someone they were in love with. It's like the whole "we'll still be friends" thing. It means you didn't feel enough.' He was briefly amused. 'So what would I have said if I had been in love with her?' 'You would have looked very serious, and said, "Karen. Complete nightmare," or shut down and… — Jojo Moyes Copy Share
“Sometimes , Clark, you are pretty much the only thing that makes me want to get up in the morning -Will Traynor <3” — Jojo Moyes Copy Share
“I liked the exoticism his travels gave him, the unknownness. He had blown in with the soft breezes of a wider world, and it… — jojo moyes Copy Share Image
“Good to meet you, Patrick," Will said. "And thank you for the...advice." "Oh, just trying to help my girlfriend get the best out of her job," he said. "That's all." There was a definite emphasis on the word my. "Well, you're a lucky man," Will said, as Nathan began to steer him out. "She certainly gives a good bed bath."… — Jojo Moyes Copy Share
“How could I explain to this man how much I wanted to work? Did he have the slightest idea how much I missed my… — Jojo Moyes Copy Share Image
If I don't cry while writing a key emotional scene, my gut feeling is it's failed. — Jojo Moyes Copy Share Image
