Helen Callaghan > Quotes

“it had been tough, horribly tough, and humiliating and isolating and all the rest.”
― Helen Callaghan, Dear Amy

“Morningstar was a grande dame, beautiful and luxurious but with arthritic bones that snapped and popped as we crossed her floorboards or clung to her bannisters.”
― Helen Callaghan, Everything Is Lies

“There are reasons children are not allowed to vote or be left unsupervised for long.”
― Helen Callaghan, Dear Amy

“But life continues for all the living, and”
― Helen Callaghan, Dear Amy

“Do whatever you want, my darling heart. You get to choose. But before you do, first of all, you need to take a deep breath and think.”
― Helen Callaghan, Everything Is Lies

“lonely old man wrote an heroic elegy to his dead wife, describing wandering through his Edithless house; touching her things, arranging her photographs, passing the flowers she had planted, dead in their boxes and tubs. His children were trying to persuade him to go into a home, and though he couldn’t blame them, he wasn’t going to move away from Edith’s house. He could never have borne it. Still, it was terribly lonely, all the same.”
― Helen Callaghan, Dear Amy

“The librarian, a tiny blonde twenty-something in a Riot grrrl T-shirt, looked up from her desk and smiled. Don’t let anyone tell you that the gold standard of feeling old is when the police and doctors seem younger than you. It’s the librarians that will get you every time.”
― Helen Callaghan, Dear Amy

“You have to run with all your might, just to stand still.”
― Helen Callaghan, Dear Amy

“If I didn’t do this, I reminded myself, there was a good chance that at least 50 per cent of them would never ever read Jane Eyre,”
― Helen Callaghan, Dear Amy

“curled up in the front seat of the Audi and wept, not with grief, but in a kind of bitter, gnashing rage and embarrassment.”
― Helen Callaghan, Dear Amy

“It was impossible to tell whether this was subtlety or social denseness at this point. He was a Cambridge academic, I thought ruefully, and after marrying one I knew it could be either.”
― Helen Callaghan, Dear Amy