The kind of love my mum talks about is full of worry and work and forgiving people and putting up with things… — Nick Hornby Copy Share Image
The chief attraction of the opposite sex for all of us, old and young, men and women: we need someone to save… — Nick Hornby Copy Share Image
Barry, you're over thirty years old. You owe it to your mum and dad not to sing in a group called Sonic… — Nick Hornby Copy Share Image
You spend Christmas at somebody's house, you worry about their operations, you give them hugs and kisses and flowers, you see them… — Nick Hornby Copy Share Image
You can wait forever for the muse to sit on your shoulder, but most of the time you know what has to be done… — Nick Hornby Copy Share Image
…I've had a bad week." What's happened?" Nothing's happened. I've had a bad week in my head, is all. — Nick Hornby Copy Share Image
“When they – I cannot bring myself to use the first-person plural in this instance.” — Nick Hornby Copy Share Image
“What you don't ever catch a glimpse of on your wedding day - because how could you? - is that some days you will… — Nick Hornby Copy Share Image
A good compilation tape, like breaking up, is hard to do and takes ages longer than it might seem. You've got to kick off… — Nick Hornby Copy Share Image
I'm still not a very good white wine, but I'm drinkable - you could put me in a punch, anyway. — Nick Hornby Copy Share Image
I never mind the accusations of domesticity, as long as people recognise that all of us, even the luckiest, will live lives in which… — Nick Hornby Copy Share Image
I wasted the 1980s. I wasted every minute at Cambridge talking to people who knew more about music than I did. — Nick Hornby Copy Share Image
“I took her outside on to a little roof terrace that looked like it never got the sun at nay time of the day… — Nick Hornby Copy Share Image
“I feel as though I have been having conversations like this all my life. None of us is young anymore, but what has just… — Nick Hornby Copy Share Image
“Read any women's magazine and you'll see the same complaint over and over again: men - those little boys ten or twenty or thirty… — Nick Hornby Copy Share Image
