Joy Fielding > Quotes

“We are who we pretend to be.”
― Joy Fielding

“No matter how grim things may seem, they always get better.”
― Joy Fielding, Lost

“Once lost, they are rarely found.”
― Joy Fielding, Lost

“There's something very satisfying about numbers. Numbers are what they are. They're very straightforward. Unlike people.”
― Joy Fielding, Lost

“Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery.”
― Joy Fielding, Lost

“You're the one who can do no wrong." "I do plenty wrong." "You don't have to tell me.”
― Joy Fielding, Lost

“There's something very satisfying about numbers. Numbers are what they are. They are very straightforward. Unlike people.”
― Joy Fielding

“There wasn't a lot of bullshit in my heaven.”
― Joy Fielding, Lost

“Would he be haunted, as she knew she would be, by the memory of the love they'd once clung to, yet tented to so recklessly, and abandoned so carelessly?”
― Joy Fielding

“Can’t save everyone,”
― Joy Fielding, Missing Pieces

“Give a hundred writers the same idea and you'll get a hundred different stories.”
― Joy Fielding, Mad River Road

“Wenn das Leben die Summe der Entscheidungen ist, die wir treffen, [...] dann verbringen wir zu viel Zeit unseres Lebens damit, diese Entscheidungen zu bedauern. Zu viel Zeit wird mit Bedauern verschwendet. Dabei können wir die Vergangenheit nur zur Kenntnis nehmen und akzeptieren. Sie ist vorbei und vorüber. [...] Wer sagt, dass das Leben einen Sinn ergeben muss? Dass es uns Erklärungen schuldet? Vielleicht gibt es so etwas wie Gerechtigkeit nicht. Vielleicht wird es nie Frieden oder auch nur eine Erklärung geben. Doch es gibt Hoffnung [...]. Und es gibt Liebe.”
― Joy Fielding, Grand Avenue

“She had been driving all afternoon, her head an echo chamber in which both spoken words and unspoken thoughts steadily collide, one-legged runners on America's highways.”
― Joy Fielding, The Deep End

“Alles, was wir als Erwachsene werden, geht darauf zurück, wer wir als Kinder waren, wie wir behandelt wurden und was unsere Ideen und Werte geprägt hat. Wir sind, wer wir waren - nur größer.”
― Joy Fielding, Charley's Web

“Robin smiled meekly, as if she were confronting a mythical troll and was afraid to get too close.”
― Joy Fielding, The Deep End

“The moon, now only a series of pale-white dots against a light-blue background, would fill out a grow bright, exercising its dominion over the night.”
― Joy Fielding, See Jane Run

“April was considered cruel because, unlike winter, which had “kept us warm” by “covering the earth in forgetful snow,” April’s thaw not only laid bare the dormant rot below, it unearthed a fresh hope—of renewal, of change, of brighter days ahead—that was ultimately doomed to disappoint.”
― Joy Fielding, The Housekeeper

“Deprive a child of parental approval, and they’ll spend their lives trying to get it. And the sad, undeniable fact is that I spent most of my formative years just trying to get my parents’ attention, let alone their approval. The more they withheld it, the greater my attempts to attain it.”
― Joy Fielding, The Housekeeper

“What were they wearing the last time you saw them?’ Donna stared into the golden-flecked eyes of the moon-faced police lieutenant. He was a short man, intensely muscular”
― Joy Fielding, Kiss Mommy Goodbye

“everythin’,”
― Joy Fielding, Cul-de-sac

“How many tears could one body hold? How many could she spill before she drowned in them?”
― Joy Fielding, She's Not There

“You’re sure he’s not a cross-dresser?” Diana asked.”
― Joy Fielding, Don't Cry Now

“The blood that covered the front of her dress hit her square in the eyes, like a ripe tomato hurled at her face. Forming a giant, angry fist, it reached into her throat and dragged forth a low, unwilling scream.”
― Joy Fielding, See Jane Run

“She forced her fingers to the television dial and turned it on, half expecting to see herself staring back. But instead, she saw some pretty blonde in her twenties delivering the news in a voice so cherry that it made her want to be sick all over again and heard not a word about a pretty brunet in her thirties who had gone missing, although a man in North Carolina reported seeing Elvis as he was emptying the trash.”
― Joy Fielding, See Jane Run