They say it’s good to let your grudges go but I’m quite fond of my grudge. I tend it like a little pet.
All conflict can be traced back to someone’s feelings getting hurt, don’t you think?
Reading a novel was like returning to a once-beloved holiday destination.
No fights, life would be calm and uncomplicated.
Children did this. They sensed when there was something controversial or sensitive and they pushed and pushed like tiny prosecutors.
It had never crossed her mind that sending your child to school would be like going back to school yourself.
Everyone wanted to be rich and beautiful, but the truly rich and beautiful had to pretend they were just the same as everyone else.
Friends could last a lifetime. The statistics were better than for relationships.
When someone you loved was depending on your lie, it was perfectly easy.
The boys had always been her reason to stay, but now for the first time they were her reason to leave. She’d allowed violence to become a normal part of their life.
Champagne is never a mistake.
This was not the career she’d dreamed of as an ambitious seventeen-year-old, but now it was hard to remember ever feeling innocent and audacious enough to dream of a certain type of life, as if you got to choose how things turned out.
Did anyone really know their child? Your child was a little stranger, constantly changing, disappearing and reintroducing himself to you. New personality traits could appear overnight.
Those we love don’t go away, they sit beside us every day.