Catherine Sanderson Quotes

#1. Love' was a word I had cheapened with overuse over the years, bleeding it dry of meaning by saying it purely from force of habit, or to convince myself of something of which I was far from sure. I wanted to wait until the words started to feel meaningful again before I used them.

Catherine Sanderson

#2. Everywhere was filled with painful, jarring reminders of what I'd lost: an elderly couple sitting on a bench, gnarly, arthritic fingers interlaced; a handsome young man in a baseball cap whispering something in his pregnant wife's ear, his arm draped protectively around her shoulders.

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#3. Any new French female acquaintance would most likely have held herself aloof, eyeing you suspiciously until she had assessed your character and whether or not you posed a threat.

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#4. You need to decide what works for you. But ultimately, hold out for adoration and respect

Catherine Sanderson

#5. Monochrome contentment or technicolor roller-coaster? No contest, is it?

Catherine Sanderson

#6. I needed reassurance from the doubts that were beginning to surface in my mind since I'd first given voice to them in conversation with Amy.

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#7. One unforeseen advantage of having a child was that it gave me the excuse to talk to myself to my heart's content and pretend it was for my daughters benefit.

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#8. Life has a habit of making the easy desperately difficult, and the hardest choices so easy as to be no choice at all.

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#9. I do still love you. I don't love you enough to be able to give you the things we dreamed about and planned.

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#10. I wondered then if there could ever be trust in a relationship based from the outset upon deceiving other people.

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#11. I know he isn't a serious candidate for anything long-term. Or even medium-term. But maybe that's precisely why he's so attractive to me, right now. Unsuitable is good. Temporary is good ...

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#12. Much of that afternoon remains an intense blur: Maybe extremes of pleasure and pain are just too much for the memory to handle, which is why we forget.

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#13. I couldn't remember the last time I'd felt so wrapped up in someone that I saw only him, caring not a jot what onlookers might think. I ached with nostalgia for a younger, more responsive me, who seemed to feel things more intensely.

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#14. We were supposed to be having a serious conversation about where we were headed - or indeed why we were headed nowhere - but it was proving impossible. Banter was the only register we seemed capable of and without it we'd lost all means of communication.

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#15. Music from my iPod was setting my life to a dramatic soundtrack that only I could hear.

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#16. Oh yes, We've all danced to this particular tune at one time in our lives. In my experience, the majority of women are hopeless romantics, believing that, in time, he'll realise how wonderful we are, and fall in love with us ...

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#17. I think I'd convinced myself that all long-term relationships end up that way; I really thought I had no right to expect more.

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#18. Our break-up had been a resounding anti-climax. I wanted to be wept over, bitterly. I wanted to be fought for. Mourned, or regretted just a little.
I wanted to feel like I was someone who'd been worth having in the first place.

Catherine Sanderson