Grief is so lonely. It stains everything it touches and builds huge divisive walls.
- Belle
Loving is such a risk.
- Belle
I often think my heart would like to escape.
- Belle
When you consider that most women who have been brought up on a diet of Sex and the City and Friends think that a to-die-for shoe collection and wardrobe is, well… to die for.
- Belle
I won’t even try to pretend that I’m not jealous.
- Laura
It seemed like love to me.
- Laura
I’m not a pessimist but if a complete stranger talks to you on the tube the chances are the situation is going to turn nasty.
- Laura
Can people see sexual attraction? Does this man know I’m imagining him naked? I hope not.
- Laura
It was a good kiss. So good, in fact, that the only response that seems appropriate is for me to run. As fast as I can. Up the stairs and out of his life, not leaving behind so much as a glass slipper.
- Laura
In short, she is the type of woman I’d like to be when I grow up; either like Amelie or a Charlie’s Angel.
- Belle
Insanity comes in all sorts of guises, even practised flirts,
- Belle
My world screeches to a dangerous halt and I’m viciously whiplashed by bad karma, spiteful fate or simply sod’s rotten law.
There is nothing worse than uncertainty.
- Stevie
He was like a glistening light in my humdrum existence.
- Belle
Stevie was a sunrise on the horizon after a long, dark night. I thought he was the answer. To every question. We were so in love, it seemed like the obvious thing to do, which seems madness now. Funny how hindsight can completely alter perspective. We kept silent because we didn’t want to be told what we already knew.
- Belle
I wish I smoked. This would be a good point to light a cigarette. Except that I hate the habit in others and have never dreamt of it for myself. Instead I take a swig of the whisky-coffee.
- Belle
I am not a deliberately cruel person. I didn’t set out to hurt anyone. Falling in love was exactly the complication I had tried to avoid.
- Belle
I may not want Stevie now but gift-wrapping him for someone else is still hard. Deep down, somewhere untouchable, I had furtively believed that he was mine. He always has been, in a forever – since the start of time – sort of way.
- Belle
Get me off this God-awful rollercoaster: I’m not enjoying the ride.
- Stevie
I believe in love. The forever kind.
- Laura
I’m really beginning to dislike her. I realize that this dislike is fuelled entirely by my own inadequacies, which simply makes it more intense. Her goodness makes me feel like the devil has bought my soul. The thing about goodness is that it is only nice to be around if you are good. If you are not good, and right now I’m not, then it’s just bloody infuriating.
- Belle
I will not talk about it. I will not dwell.
- Belle
Case closed.
- Belle
It’s a terrible thing that I have feelings for her, even jumbled ones, but it would be much, much worse if she knew.
- Stevie
The past is just that, past. It’s where it is for a reason.
- Belle
I’ve tried not to think about him. I’ve tried not to want him. But it’s like going on a diet; the moment you decide to cut down on fat is the moment you start to fantasize about cream cakes, fish and chips and Mars bars.
- Belle
This thrilled and saddened me in more or less equal and confusing proportions.
- Belle
Happiness to some people is scaling mountains. To others it’s having mountains of cash. To still others it’s having a big family or independence. It’s not enough to say everyone wants the same thing.
- Belle
Contentment. I’m happy when I am content with what I have and not longing for something I don’t have or I’ve lost or never had.
- Stevie
I tried to cast aside the shadowy feelings and refused to examine them thoroughly. Do I even believe in destiny? I decided I don’t disbelieve. It’s spiky on the fence.
- Belle
I feel miserable when I’m not with him and I feel miserable admitting that. I feel glorious when I am with him or thinking about him. And I feel miserable about that too.
- Belle
My feelings for Stevie are perilous. Illegal. To all intents and purposes, I’m having an affair, but without sex and with my husband. It’s off-the-scale confusing.
- Belle
I want him to force a confession out of me.
- Belle
I drink a lot because I’m in the middle of some sort of ghoulish nightmare and haven’t the moral fibre or immoral impudence to manage the situation without the aid of alcohol.
- Stevie
Women are so unnecessarily complex. I mean besides Belinda – who is off the scale when it comes to creating needless difficulties in her life and the lives of those unfortunate enough to come into contact with her – other birds are not much better. They lie about their age, the number of men they’ve slept with and their weight, as a matter of course. They lie about fancying married men, their mates’ boyfriends and men with money, without batting an eyelid. They lie about the colour of their hair, their ability to eat chocolate and stay thin and how much exercise they do each week. It’s so pointless. We know you lie! Men know women lie!
- Stevie
What am I doing thinking about this? I will not think about this.
- Belle
Yet, even as I enjoy the morning, I mourn because I know it does not belong to me: I’ve stolen it.
- Belle
Tattooing my heart and mind with a message of hope and promise.
- Laura
Things aren’t always what they seem. Not everything is straightforward. That’s all I’m trying to say.
- Belle
I breezily laugh at the incident, hoping to disguise the fact that I want to drill my stiletto heels into their faces.
- Belle
Suddenly, it is two in the morning. Time has sped away.
- Belle
Why do women still wear stilettos? Can’t someone invent something sexy and comfortable?
- Belle
I was nineteen and very much in love.
- Belle
Every happy ending is dependent on where you close the book.
- Belle
I look away so that my eyes don’t betray the hurt I feel. I shouldn’t be hurt.
- Belle
This morning was borrowed time, tonight it’s stolen.
- Belle
A breeze, that was all about promise and the question, what if? What if?
- Belle
I’m not going to. I want to. Oh yes, I want to and that’s bad enough, but not as bad as actually doing it.
- Belle
I’m thirty years old now and I have to accept myself and my faults or just give up the ghost.
- Belle
Please don’t pour any cold water on the compliment. Leave me with the warm glow.
- Stevie
I have never felt lonelier than I felt that night.
- Belle
What she had done to me was so intensely cruel and profoundly wicked that it was categorically unforgivable. That’s what I told myself, unforgivable. Then I spent weeks, months, and eventually years thinking of ways to forgive her. What did I do to deserve this? Nothing. What is wrong with me? Nothing. Why would she treat me like this? Madness. What she had done to me was so intensely cruel and profoundly wicked that it was categorically unforgivable. That’s what I told myself, unforgivable. Then I spent weeks, months, and eventually years thinking of ways to forgive her.
- Stevie
I’m feeling better too. Which is bad news, really, because by tonight I’ll have forgotten how awful I felt this morning and I’ll do the whole thing all over again.
- Phil
What possessed me? Daft question, lots of alcohol possessed me.
- Laura
Was I born yesterday? I’ve always believed that no man turns down a warm bed unless he has another waiting. Is that very paranoid of me, just a little bit paranoid or sound judgement?
- Laura
If I could turn back time, if I’d had more confidence in you, things might have been different. But it’s too late now. Too late for us.
- Belle
I don’t deal with things. Could she be right that I only involve myself with other people’s lives as a sophisticated avoidance technique?
- Belle
How could I have been so stupid? So gormlessly trusting? Again. Again is the worst bit.
- Laura
Laura, happiness or unhappiness is a choice and I’m far too sensible to choose unhappiness.
- Phil
When you are young, falling in love is more or less random.
- Belle
Growing up means living a full life; having the courage to own up, stand up, shout up, calm down and go down on bended knee if necessary.
- Belle