Happyish. Well, happyish isn't so bad.' 'It's the most we can hope for. — David Nicholls Copy Share Image
Well, I don't think Hollywood's a dirty word at all, I love a lot of Hollywood films. — David Nicholls Copy Share Image
If you're my friend I should be able to talk to you but I can't, and if I can't talk to you,… — David Nicholls Copy Share Image
Well, it's so hard for books to take off. You give years of your life to something that probably won't happen, so… — David Nicholls Copy Share Image
She glanced across to where Tilly and her brand new husband were posing for photographs, Tilly fluttering a fan coquettishly in front… — David Nicholls Copy Share Image
Sorry' he said. 'No, I'm sorry.' 'What are you sorry for?' 'Rattling on like a mad old cow. I'm sorry, I'm tired,… — David Nicholls Copy Share Image
I tell you what it is. It's...when I didn't see you, I thought about you every day, I mean every day in… — David Nicholls Copy Share Image
I think what it is is, if you're in school and you're not that bright or good-looking or popular or whatever, and… — David Nicholls Copy Share Image
The trick of it, she told herself, is to be courageous and bold and make a different. Not change the world exactly,… — David Nicholls Copy Share Image
These days grief seems like walking on a frozen river; most of the time he feels safe enough, but there is always that danger… — David Nicholls Copy Share Image
“Good God, 'the elusive thing'. She had reached a turning point. She no longer believed that a situation could be made better by writing… — David Nicholls Copy Share Image
Emma was a shocking driver, simultaneously sloppy and petrified, and for the first fifty miles had been absent-mindedly driving with her spectacles on top… — David Nicholls Copy Share Image
I still find it absurdly difficult to concentrate on a novel if there's a phone or computer to hand; I have taken to locking… — David Nicholls Copy Share Image
You've got to stop letting women slip drugs into your mouth, Dex, it's unhygienic. And dangerous. One day it'll be a cyanide capsule. — David Nicholls Copy Share Image
“He presses two fingers against each eye and attempts to account for this crippling melancholy, but is having trouble with rational thought. It feels… — David Nicholls Copy Share Image
“Live each day as if it's our last', that was the conventional advice, but really who had the energy for that? What if it… — David Nicholls Copy Share Image
She was reaching the limits of how much its possible to change a man — David Nicholls Copy Share Image
“How would she fill the days? She had no idea. The trick of it, she told herself, is to be courageous and bold and… — David Nicholls Copy Share Image
“What if it rained or you felt a bit glandy? It just wasn't practical. Better by far to simply try and be good and… — David Nicholls Copy Share Image
Sometimes, when it is going badly, she wonders if what she believes to be a love of the written word is really just a… — David Nicholls Copy Share Image
The city had defeated her, just like they said it would. Like some overcrowded party, no one had noticed her arrival, and would notice… — David Nicholls Copy Share Image
