“She didnt know that i was dead inside, that i had ruled out the chance of joy ever again. For that night and every night to follow. I had fully settled into my unhappiness and wore it comfortably” — dawn french Copy Share Image
I think of myself now as a writer, although I wouldn't go as far as to say 'novelist' because that sounds like a Victorian… — Dawn French Copy Share Image
That's the awful thing about dating. Tight underwear. We would all like to be in a big bra and pants and when you are… — Dawn French Copy Share Image
That's the weird thing about not being married - you can't get regular kissing; you can't be guaranteed of it, and that's a great… — Dawn French Copy Share Image
Why would anyone want to be called a size zero or even aspire to being a zero? I don't even understand the thinking behind… — Dawn French Copy Share Image
“Now, he numbly stands stock-still, in abject fear that this whole catastrophe may well be his doing.” — Dawn French Copy Share Image
I do think you are supposed to go through wars with your child because otherwise the tearing apart that has to happen when they… — Dawn French Copy Share Image
If I were alive in Rubens's time, I'd be celebrated as a model. Kate Moss would be used as a paint brush. — Dawn French Copy Share Image
“We were a bit like bacon and eggs, where y'know, the chicken is involved, but the pig is really committed? I totally gave myself… — Dawn French Copy Share Image
Evolving into a middle-aged person is quite interesting if we can understand what it means. I would like to think it meant being a… — Dawn French Copy Share Image
When I wrote 'Dear Fatty,' I realised that sitting and writing alone is an absolute joy. — Dawn French Copy Share Image
I have turned away from the thought of writing fiction in the past through what I suppose is, actually, fear. The direct, raw invitation… — Dawn French Copy Share Image
