Call me sentimental, but there's no-one in the world that I'd like to see get dysentery more than you.
David NichollsYou're gorgeous, you old hag. If I would give you anything in this world it would be this. Confidence. Either that or a scented candle.
David NichollsNo more sleepovers, no more writing poetry, no more wasting time. Time to tidy up your life. Time to start again.
David NichollsLetters, like compilation tapes, were really vehicles for unexpressed emotions and she was clearly putting far too much time and energy into them.
David NichollsMots clés letters emotions compilation-tapes
She used to pride herself on her refusal to see two sides of an argument, but increasingly she accepts that issues are more ambiguous and complicated than she once thought.
David NichollsMots clés argument
He wonders if he still might tell her that he loves her or, more tentatively, that he 'thinks he might be in love with her', which is both more touching and easier to back out of.
David NichollsMots clés love
These days grief seems like walking on a frozen river; most of the time he feels safe enough, but there is always that danger that he will plunge through. Now he hears the ice creak beneath him, and so intense and panicking is the sensation that he has to stand for a moment, press his hands to his face and catch his breath.
David NichollsMots clés grief
When will you stop trying to educate me, I wonder? Never I hope.
David NichollsMots clés dex-to-em
Whatever happens tomorrow, we had today. I'll always remember it
David NichollsFind the thing you love, and do it with all your heart, to the absolute best of your ability, no matter what people say.
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