I chose to believe that God, a benign God, would understand our sufferings and forgive us our trespasses.
Jojo MoyesSomewhere in this world is a man who loves you, who understands how precious and clever and kind you are. A man who has always loved you and, to his detriment, suspects he always will.
Jojo MoyesI was once told by someone wise that writing is perilous as you cannot always guarantee your words will be read in the spirit in which they were written.
Jojo MoyesIf all we are allowed is hours, minutes, I want to be able to etch each of them on to my memory with exquisite clarity so that I can recall them at moments like this, when my very soul feels blackened.
Jojo Moyes