David Nicholls (writer) - One Day (2009)

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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.

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You're gorgeous, you old hag, and if I could give you just one gift ever for the rest of your life it would be this. Confidence. It would be the gift of confidence. Either that or a scented candle

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Cherish your friends, stay true to your principles, live passionately and fully and well. Experience new things. Love and be loved, if you ever get the chance

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All his words and actions would now be fit for his daughter's ears and eyes. Life would be lived as if under [her] constant scrutiny. He would never do anything that might cause her pain or anxiety or embarrassment and there would be nothing, absolutely nothing in his life to be ashamed of anymore.

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There's something unnatural about a woman finding babies or, more specifically, conversation about babies, boring. They'll think she's bitter, jealous, lonely. But she's also bored of everybody telling her how lucky she is, what with all that sleep and all that freedom and spare time, the ability to go on dates or head off to Paris at a moments notice. It sounds like they're consoling her, and she resents this and feels patronized by it.

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Surprised all over again at how very comforting very bad food can be.

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To have had fame, even very minor fame, and to have lost it, got older and maybe put on a little weight is a kind of living death.

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She drinks pints of coffee and writes little observations and ideas for stories with her best fountain pen on the linen-white pages of expensive notebooks. Sometimes, when it's going badly, she wonders if what she believes to be a love of the written word is really just a fetish for stationery.

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And it was at moments like this that she had to remind herself that she was in love with him, or had once been in love with him, a long time ago.

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No, friends were like clothes: fine while they lasted but eventually they wore thin or you grew out of them.

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We're not ourselves, are we? I'm certainly not myself, not anymore. And you're not either. You don't seem yourself. Not as I remember you.

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As a matter of fact, I think there are more things important in life than "relationships.

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She had never been a proficient flirt. Her spasms of kittenish behaviour were graceless and inept, like normal conversation on roller skates. but the combination of the retsina and sun made Emma feel sentimental and light-headed. She reached for her roller skates.

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She realises that if she is to save the show she is going to have to improvise a rousing speech, one of the many Henry V moments that make up her working life.

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She had reached a turning point. She no longer believed that a situation could be made better by writing a poem about it.

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He has found himself more and more reliant on her at exactly the point that she has become less available to him.

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I'm not the consolation prize, Dex. I'm not something you resort to. I happen to think I'm worth more than that.

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And you smile back and try not to think about the fact that you have nothing, absolutely nothing, to say to each other.

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The true writer, the born writer, will scribble words on scraps of litter, the back of a bus tickets, on the wall of a cell.

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She wondered if she was doomed to be one of those people who spend their lives trying things.

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I'm trying to be inspiring! I'm trying to lift your grubby soul for the great adventure that lies ahead of you!

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The city had defeated her, just like they said it would. Like some overcrowded party, no one had noticed her arrival, and would notice if she left.

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Everything was fine, and she had the rare, new sensation of being exactly where she wanted to be.

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I love that sound,' he mumbled into her hair. 'Blackbirds at dawn.' 'I hate it. Makes me think I've done something I'll regret.

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She made a firm resolution, one of the resolutions she was making almost daily these days. No more sleepovers, no more writing poetry, no more wasting time. Time to tidy up your life. Time to start again.

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Sorry' he said. 'No, I'm sorry.' 'What are you sorry for?' 'Rattling on like a mad old cow. I'm sorry, I'm tired, bad day, and I'm sorry for being so...boring.' 'You're not that boring.' 'I am, Dex. God, I swear I bore myself.' 'Well, you don't bore me.' He took her hand in his. 'You could never bore me. You're one in a million, Em.

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A moment passed, perhaps half a second when their faces said what they felt, and then Emma was smiling, laughing, her arms around his neck.

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He's laughing me into a stupor, she thought. I could heckle, I suppose, I could throw a bread roll at him, but he's eaten them all. She glanced at the other diners, all of them going into their act, and thought is this what it all boils down to? Romantic love, is this all it is, a talent show? Eat a meal, go to bed, fall in love with me and I promise you years and years of top notch material like this?

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Cuddling was for great aunts and teddy bears. Cuddling gave him cramp.

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A joke was not a single-use item but something you brought out again and again until it fell apart in your hand like a cheap umbrella.

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