Matthew Crow Quotes

#1. Colette looked at me and smiled. It struck me in that moment that Amber's mouth had been just like her mother's, and suddenly I was fifteen again, and in love again, and devastated.

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#2. Mum just laughed gleefully at his mounting frustration, like the villainous matriarch in a Roald Dahl story. I suspect a TV guide would describe her idea of comedy as 'dark', or, at very best, 'alternative'.

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#3. I don't think the pain of a broken heart is one I will survive," I said, lying across the upstairs landing so that everybody would notice my plight.

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#4. A box of chocolates is the wrapped equivalent of a shrug. You may as well not bother.

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#5. Real life is - quieter, more understated. No one is backlot and nothing has a soundtrack and no one has someone cleverer than them writing their lines. And so they just say nothing and get on with it. More's the pity, if you ask me, I quite like the idea of my own soundtrack.

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#6. We had no plan. No final destination in mind. We just drove faster and faster until we arrived. And when we did, all I could think of was how much fun it had been getting there.

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#7. Nothing's ever all bad if you think hard enough about it.

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#8. He had to be nice to me at the moment because he had to be surrounded by people. This was because boys like him were, essentially, pasta. Everyone thought they loved him because they had never been forced to experience the true blandness of him on his own.

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#9. But mum was tough. No matter how fancily she dressed, she couldn't hide her true nature. Everyone at school was scared of her. Especially the other mums. She once knocked out a man with a single punch when he barged her trolley in Sainsbury's.

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#10. At their time of life they should be wearing trouser suits and baking cakes, maybe spending their days penning hand-written letters of complaint to newspapers. Not drinking alcopops with crude straws in them.

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#11. I had made the unwise decision to have my old clothes bagged and wear my fancy new finds home, so that I could debut my new look to the world at large. The reaction had been mixed at best, but often Tyne and wear was unable to keep up with my style savvy, so I didn't let it dishearten me.

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#12. I was practically The Boy in the Bubble; all my autoimmune responses stripped bare by chemical representations of pine forests and summer meadows.

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#13. We didn't waste one second of that day. We talked about the past. We talked about the future. And we danced. And we sang. And we toasted absent friends, as the stars shone through the night sky, like Amber's last gift.

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#14. Grandma's house had the atmosphere of a Tupperware box left out in the sun. Like a tropical flower, she had to be kept warm and moist at all times, or she would wilt and die.

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#15. The worst part of Christmas is that it ends. That practically the day after, everyone carries on as if nothing else ever happens. You're expected to go back to your normal life, eat normal food, not receive presents or celebrate or be jolly and wear stupid clothing, just because the moment's passed.

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