Top 100 Looking After Jojo Quotes
#1. The city, compelling as it was, felt like a glamorous couture dress I had bought in haste but that didn't quite fit me after all.
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#2. The only people who still have all the answers are those who have never been faced with the questions.
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#3. If 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.
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#4. I want to tell him that I don't know what i feel. I want him but i'm frightened to want him. I don;t want my happiness to be entirely dependent on somebody else's to be a hostage to fortunes I cannot control.
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#6. He kissed her, and knew he was trying to tell her the depth of how he felt. Even as he lost himself in her, felt her hair sweep across his face, his chest, her lips meet his skin, her fingers, he understood that there were people for whom one other was their missing part.
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#7. I had liked men, sure, and wanted to sleep with them, but sometimes I wondered if I was missing some sensitivity chip. I couldn't imagine crying over anyone I'd been with.
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#8. Please. Come on. Right here, on the bed. Right next to me.
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#9. Marveling at the 180 degree swings of life in general.
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#10. We had thought it a little odd, but what did we know? Lou has been peculiar since birth, after all. Mum
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#11. Hey, Jojo?" he yells.
"Yeah." I yell back.
"I'm going to marry you someday.
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#12. Jess's grandmother had often said that the key to a happy life was a short memory.
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#13. You know, you spend your whole life feeling like you don't quite fit in anywhere. And then you walk into a room one day, whether it's at university or an office or some kind of club, and you just go, 'Ah. There they are.' And suddenly you feel at home.
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#14. When someone we love is snatched from us, it often feels very hard to make plans.
Sometimes people feel like they have lost faith in the future, or they become superstitious.
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#15. I think people get bored of grief," said Natasha. "It's like you're allowed some unspoken allotted time - six months maybe - and then they get faintly irritated that you're not 'better,' like you're being self-indulgent hanging on to your unhappiness.
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#16. I wanted to live as Edouard did, joyfully, sucking the marrow out of every moment and singing because it tasted so good.
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#17. If you're worried I have some devious secret
plan to seduce you, you can just pull my plug
out.
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#18. I'm lucky to have a great support system in my friends and some of my family. If you have those people that you trust, go ahead and fall back into them and let them be your hammock and cocoon and let them embrace you.
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#19. Marty used to tell her she had the world's worst poker face: her feelings floated across her features like reflections on a still pond.
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#20. When Jess had Tanzie, young and daft as she had been, she'd had enough wisdom to know she was going to tell her how much she loved her every day. She would hug her and wipe her tears and flop with her on the sofa with their legs entwined like spaghetti. She would cocoon her in love.
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#21. It was an odd sensation, having to view my family as human beings.
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#22. A face whose emotions had not yet been battered by experience.
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#23. He was gazing right into her eyes, as he said this, seemingly imparting something of the impossibility of connections when one is always on the move.
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#24. They were like animals, men. They found too much direct contact threatening
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#25. The morning dragged and lasted two years.
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#26. The men were less interesting to look at, but nearly all had that air about them that I could sometimes detect in Will
of wealth and entitlement, a sense that life would settle itself agreeably around them.
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#27. In my experience, there's not much that can't be fixed by a decent cup of tea.
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#28. I would show him the hotel brochure, but
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#29. She was always tired, these days. She put on one of those smiles that wasn't really a smile at all, and they went on.
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#30. You only get one life. It's actually your duty to live it as fully as possible.
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#31. I believe that when two people are in love, the way that we are in love, the love lasts, whatever else happens.
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#32. None of us lasts forever, do we? If I'm honest, seeing her like that was an unwelcome reminder of my own mortality. Of what I had been. Of what we all must become.
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#33. You have to write the story that's at the front of your head. There is no point in trying to write for the market; it won't ring true.
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#34. I had put on a bright yellow T-shirt in the hope that it would make me look happier than I felt.
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#35. I felt a sudden wave of sympathy for her. It couldn't be easy being my mother.
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#36. But his smile was slow and wide. I don't know, Clark. Some people just won't be told.
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#37. The dark was oppressive, unrelieved by any neighbouring buildings or sodium light. It felt primeval,
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#38. I realized I was afraid of living without him. How is it you have the right to destroy my life, I wanted to demand of him, but I'm not allowed a say in yours?
But I had promised.
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#39. Oh, lighten up, Clark. I'm the one having scalding hot air directed at my genitals.
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#40. too. Your face when you came back from diving that time told me everything; there is a hunger in you, Clark. A fearlessness. You just buried it, like most people do. I
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#41. She was beautiful. As always she looked like she'd meant to head for somewhere else but at the last minute she'd decided to stop by you, as a favor, you understand.
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#42. I hadn't realized that music could unlock things in you, could transport you to somewhere even the composer hadn't predicted. It left an imprint in the air around you, as if you carried its remnants with you when you went.
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#43. Don't set pen to paper until you know your main characters inside out. Create files detailing their appearances, likes, dislikes, and personal background. You may not use all the information, but it is a crucial step in planning your story.
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#44. For every book that I write ... I develop a history for each person and make sure they are well rounded and flawed. You have to know everything about them from their shoe size, to where they went to school, to what their first pet was, to what they like to eat, to what they want out of life.
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#45. Just live well. Just live. Love, Will A
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#46. Tracksuit bottoms, said William. That day I didn't want to speak. I was only there because I couldn't face the silence of my little flat. I had a sudden, sneaking
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#47. I know this isn't a conventional love story. I know there are all sorts of reasons I shouldn't even be saying what I am. But I love you. I do. I knew it when I left Patrick. And I think you might even love me a little bit.
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#48. Sometimes when you get hammered till the small hours you feel pretty good in the morning, but really it's just because you're still a bit drunk. That old hangover is just toying with you, working out when to bite.
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#49. She closed the file, then studied the text messages
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#50. Life was a series of obstacles that just had to be negotiated,
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#51. All babies look like currant buns to me.
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#52. Some mistakes ... Just have greater consequences than others. But you don't have to let the result of one mistake be the thing that defines you. You, Clark, have the choice not to let that happen.
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#53. I don't know what I think. All I know is that most of the time, I would rather be with him that anyone else I know.
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#54. He smelt of the sun, as if it had seeped deep into his skin, and I found myself inhaling silently, as if he were something delicious.
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#55. I liked the fact that I could be who I wanted to be without my sister's voice reminding me of who I had been.
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#56. Anthony, she had said, and with that one word,had given him not only herself but a new, better edited version of his future.
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#57. This is what happiness feels like.
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#58. Fuck," she said, after a minute. "And I thought I liked to make my life complicated." She
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#59. Don't let that thing define you -Will Traynor
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#60. This is where any sensible person pulls together the remnants of their self-respect, announces that they deserve more, and walks off to find someone who can give them a whole self, not snatched lunchtimes and haunted, empty evenings.
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#61. He will be out there, living his life to the full, when she seems to have put hers perennially on hold.
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#62. You can only actually help someone who wants to be helped.
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#63. Joe and Jojo and I had lovely day together. I love Joe so much - more and more.
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#64. Yes, I handed in my notice. Yes, I know Mum and Dad are not too happy about it. Yes, yes, yes to whatever it is you're going to throw at me.
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#65. block three times in search of a suitable parking space. We got there, and almost before I had closed the door behind him he said all the work was terrible. I
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#66. I turned away, unexpectedly afraid to look at him. I was afraid of what he might be feeling, the depth of his loss, the extent of his fears. Will Traynor's life had been so far beyond the experiences of mine. Who was I to tell him how he should want to live it?
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#67. I told myself firmly that it was just a feeling, the echo of an anxiety. I could overcome it, just as I would overcome everything else.
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#68. I was let go after one of the doughnut girls caught me debating the varying merits of the free toys with a four-year-old. What can I say? She was a smart four-year-old. I also thought the Sleeping Beautys were sappy.
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#69. If I don't cry while writing a key emotional scene, my gut feeling is it's failed.
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#70. Hey, Lou!" she yelled. "I meant to say to you. Moving on doesn't mean you loved my dad any less, you know. I'm pretty sure even he would tell you that.
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#71. Completely insane algebraic equations?" "You know us too well." Jess sat down in her
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#73. That's fine," he said. "Now ring that bloke of yours to tell him you're staying out all night, then have another drink. In fact, have six. It would please me no end to see you get hammered on Alicia's father's bill.
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#74. I felt oddly restless and dislocated. I missed having a reason to get up early, a purpose to my day. It
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#75. I tried to show him that he was the answer to a question I hadn't even known I had been asking.
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#76. I loved a man who had opened up a world to me but hadn't loved me enough to stay in it.
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#77. I'm going to end up like my mother. She left it too late to remember who she actually was before she became a wife.
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#79. The first time we went out on a date, a little voice in my head said: This man will never hurt you, and nothing he had done in the seven years since had led me to doubt it. And then he turned into Marathon Man.
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#80. Maybe he talks through one of those devices. Like that scientist bloke. The one on The Simpsons.
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#81. In his hours alone, his mind wandered to a million possible outcomes, and he marveled at how long it had been since he had felt so preoccupied by a woman. It was because she was that rare thing, genuinely unobtainable. He should have given up days ago.
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#82. The morning sagged and decided to last for several years. I couldn't remember the last time minutes and hours stretched so interminably.
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#83. You live. And you throw yourself into everything and try not to think of the bruises.
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#84. But just as nature abhors a vacuum
so does the human heart.
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#85. I was good at keeping secrets from my parents (it's one of the things we learn while growing up, after all).
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#86. It could be oddly dispiriting, the blank refusal of humankind to even attempt to function responsibly.
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#87. It is not the grown man- the galumphing, unshaven, stinking, opinionated offspring- you see before you, with his parking tickets and unpolished shoes and complicated love life. You see all the people he has ever been all rolled up into one.
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#88. It was not, they observed with exquisite understatement, a cry for help.
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#89. Every time you get a chance to move forward, you just hijack your own future. it's like - you don't actually want to... You're in control of your own life. And yet you act like you're permanently buffeted by events outside your control.
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#90. He dropped his head and kissed her. He kisses her and it was a kiss of utter certainty, the kind of kiss during which monarchs die and whole continents fall without your even noticing.
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#91. You have to stop drawing on things!"Teena was yelling. "Paper only, okay? Not walls. Not faces. Not Mrs. Reynold's dog. Not my pants."
"I was doing the days of the week pants"
"I don't need days of the week pants!" She shouted. "And if I did I would spell Wednesday correctly!
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#92. I am not designed to exist in this thing- and yet for all intents and purposes it is now the thing that defines me. It is the only thing that defines me.
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#93. I thought he was the saddest person I had ever met, in those moments when I glimpsed him staring out the window.
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#94. That evening she glowed. She gave off a vibration of energy that he suspected only he could detect. Do I do this to you?, he wondered, as he watched her eat. Or is this just the relief of being out from under the forbidden eye of that husband of yours?
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#95. I clicked on the link, which showed a picture of a reed-thin blond woman with an artfully tousled chignon smiling as she stood
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#96. And I realized that even if she didn't know it yet, everything had changed for her. She wouldn't stay here now, no matter what happened with Will Traynor. She had an air about her, a new air of knowledge, of things seen, places she had been. My sister finally had new horizons.
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#97. Try to write at least 500 words a day. You may ditch 499 of them tomorrow, but you will still be moving forward.
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#98. Beside me Sam had started to shake silently. "Stop them," he murmured. "I'm going to bust my stitches.
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#100. turned to me, told me I should do the
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