I really was a terrible actor. I did it for years in my twenties because it was like being at university again. — David Nicholls Copy Share Image
David Holdaway was my stage name. I was an actor for about eight years in the '90s. I had to change my… — 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
In eight years not a day has gone by when she hasn’t thought of him. She misses him and she wants him… — David Nicholls Copy Share Image
The early days of any relationship are punctuated with a series of firsts - first sight, first words, first laugh, first kiss,… — David Nicholls Copy Share Image
For his thirtieth birthday he had filled a whole night-club off Regent Street; people had been queuing on the pavement to get… — David Nicholls Copy Share Image
You know what i can't understand? You have all these people telling you all the time how great you are, smart and… — David Nicholls Copy Share Image
He's laughing me into a stupor, she thought. I could heckle, I suppose, I could throw a bread roll at him, but… — David Nicholls Copy Share Image
It would be inappropiate, undignified, at 38, to conduct friendships or love affairs with the ardour or intensity of a 22 year… — David Nicholls Copy Share Image
Salmon. Salmon, salmon, salmon, salmon. I eat so much salmon at these weddings, twice a year I get this urge to swim… — David Nicholls Copy Share Image
You can't throw away years of your life because it makes a funny anecdote. — 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
