Rosamund Lupton Quotes & Sayings

I remembered back to leo's burial and holding your hand. I was eleven and you were six, your hand soft and small in mine. As the vicar said 'in sure and certain hope of the resurrection of eternal life' you turned to me, 'I don't want sure and certain hope I want sure and certain Bee. — Rosamund Lupton

My job isn't to go around judging people. Priests are meant to teach love and forgiveness. That to me is the essence of being a Christian. And trying to find that love and forgiveness in ourselves and others every day should be a challenge that we want to achieve. — Rosamund Lupton

A siren is the sound of the twenty-first-century cavalry on the way. — Rosamund Lupton

Sex and laughter. The heart and lungs of a relationship. — Rosamund Lupton

I don't believe outstandingly beautiful and charismatic women create obsession in what would otherwise be normal men, but rather they attract the weirdos and the stalkers; flames in the darkness that these disturbing people inhabit, unwittingly drawing them closer until they extinguish the very flame they were drawn to. — Rosamund Lupton

Mum said no one has ever called me by my first name so I've always assumed that even as a baby they could tell I wasn't an Arabella, a name with loops and flourishes in black-inked calligraphy; a name that contains within it girls called Bella or Bells or Belle - so many beautiful possibilities. No, from the start I was clearly a Beatrice, sensible and unembellished in Times New Roman, with no one hiding inside. — Rosamund Lupton

I wanted to make him understand that we shared the details of our lives, because they were the threads that braided us so closely together. And you would have been certain to tell me about a Sabatier knife, because it would have had the rare value of being a detail in your life which tied directly into mine - Bee in Sister — Rosamund Lupton

I'm a sliver-thin light, diamond sharp, that can slip through gaps in the world we know. I will come into your dreams and speak soft words when you think of me. There is no happy ever after - but there is an afterwards.
This isn't our ending. — Rosamund Lupton

Because I'd rather fell guilty for the rest of my life than for her to have felt a second's fear - Tess's Mother — Rosamund Lupton

Walking out of an A level paper isn't funny."
"It's not that I'm laughing at."
"So what is it?"
"No one ever tells you when you're doing all that course work and revision and timed essays and study skills that it's an option."
"But it isn't an option."
"It is, because I just took it. — Rosamund Lupton

Just thinking of your laughter gives me courage ... — Rosamund Lupton

It's not the fledgling birds that are thrown out of the nest by their parents and made to fly; it's the parents who are made to get the hell out of cozy family nest by their teenage offspring. It's we who are made to be independent of them, crash-landing if we don't manage it. — Rosamund Lupton

Bubonic plague is 'natural,' I snapped back. Doesn't mean it's good for you. — Rosamund Lupton

But, astonishingly, I'm not broken. I'm not destroyed. Terrified witless, shaking, retching with fear, yes. But no longer insecure. Because during my search for how you died, I somehow found myself to be a different person ... Living my life. And it wouldn't be my grief for you that toppled the mountain, but love. — Rosamund Lupton

I'm only just discovering that how someone behaves in everyday life gives no clue how they'll be when it counts. — Rosamund Lupton

There is no new beginning. No second chance.
You turned to me and I wasn't there.
You are dead. If I had taken your call, you would be alive.
It's as blunt as that.
I'm sorry. — Rosamund Lupton

Our mind is who we are; it's where we feel and think and believe. It's where we have love and faith and hate and passion. — Rosamund Lupton

And I felt closer to you. Because you knew me so much better than I'd realized - and still loved me. — Rosamund Lupton

Sex and humor are the heart and lungs of a good relationship — Rosamund Lupton

And imagine acquiring a new language and only learning the words to describe a wonderful world, refusing to know the words for a bleak one and in doing so linguistically shaping the world that you inhabit. — Rosamund Lupton

When I talk about unrequited love, most of you probably think about romantic love, but there are many other kinds of love that are not adequately returned, if they are returned at all. An angry adolescent may not love her mother back as her mother loves her; an abusive father doesn't return the innocent open love of his young child. But grief is the ultimate unrequieted love. However hard and however long we love someone who has died, they can never love us back. At least that is how it feels ... — Rosamund Lupton

A selfish person can still love someone else, can't they? Even when they've hurt them and let them down. — Rosamund Lupton

I reminded you I studied literature, didn't I? I've had an endless supply of quotations at my disposal, but they had always highlighted the inadequacy of my life rather than providing an uplifting literary score to it. — Rosamund Lupton

Mums answer is so unexpected and I am a litte stunned, actually. I wonder whether, had I known the reason for my name as a child, I would have tried to live up to it. Instead of being a failed Arabella, I might have become a Shakespearean plucky Beatrice. — Rosamund Lupton

Scrap the UN," you'd said once. "Warring countries should just get a teenage daughter in the room. — Rosamund Lupton

Things are embarrassing, best to avoid them. But since your death I prefer a naturalist style of conversation. Let's strip it down to what matters. Let's have emotions and beliefs on show without the modest covering of small talk. — Rosamund Lupton

Instead of imagining the frightening and the ugly, I will try to find the beautiful in everyday things. — Rosamund Lupton

Sex & Humour Are The Heart & Lungs Of A Good Relationship — Rosamund Lupton

Sleep, baby, sleep
Your father tends the sheep
Your mother shakes the dreamland tree
And from it fall sweet dreams of thee
Sleep, baby, sleep. — Rosamund Lupton

Grief is love turned into an eternal missing — Rosamund Lupton

Can you get a summer snow-globe instead of a winter one with green grass and flowering azalea bushes and blue sky? Because I'm here, inside it. If you shake it, perhaps it fills with black smoke, not swirling snowflakes. — Rosamund Lupton

For years I had a fantasy of a happy-ever-after ending. The first night I spent at the university my fantasy ended, because I thought a happy-ever-after was pointless. Because with my father I didn't want to hope for a happy ending but to have had a happy beginning. I wanted to have been looked after by Daddy in childhood, not finding resolution with my father as an adult. — Rosamund Lupton

There was no harbor for hope. — Rosamund Lupton

The gastliness of nothing. Because I was nobody's sister now. — Rosamund Lupton

Mum handed me back my engagement ring and I slipped it on. I found the weight of it around my finger comforting, as it Todd was holding my hand. — Rosamund Lupton

When someone dies they can be any age you remember can't they ' she asked. As I tried to think of a reply she continued 'You probably think about the grown-up Tess because you were still close to her. But when I woke up I thought of her when she was three wearing a fairy skirt I'd got her in the Woolworth's and a policeman's helmet. Her wand was a wooden spoon. On the bus yesterday I imagined holding her when she was two days old. I felt the warmth of her. I remembered all her fingers clasped around my finger so tiny they didn't even meet. I remembered the shape of her head and stroking the nape of her neck till she slept. I remembered her smell. She smelled of innocence. Other times she's thirteen and so pretty that I worry for her everytime I see a man look at her. All of those Tesses is my daughter. — Rosamund Lupton

For a moment amongst the crowd, I saw you. I've since found out it's common for people separated from someone they love to keep seeing that loved one amongst strangers; something to do with recognition units in our brain being too heated and too easily triggered. This cruel trick of the mind lasted only a few moments, but was long enough to feel with physical force how much I needed you. — Rosamund Lupton

I threw everything we had together - the strong roots and stems and leaves and beautiful soft blossoms of sisterhood - into the earth with you. And I was left standing on the edge, so diminished by the loss that I thought I could no longer be there. — Rosamund Lupton

It makes the other one more precious and also not enough. We have to try to fill not only our own boots but other people's too - yours, Leo's, Dad's. We have to expand at the moment we feel the most shrunk. — Rosamund Lupton

As I waited, I flicked through a magazine in a futile bid to look occupied. It had the next month's date on the cover and I remembered you laughing at time-traveling fashion mags, saying the date on the cover should alert people to their absurdity inside. — Rosamund Lupton

Ours was a relationship of small talk. We'd never stayed awake long into the night hoping to find in that nocturnal physical conversation a connection of minds. We hadn't stared into each others eyes because if eyes are the window to the soul it would be a little rude and embarrassing to look in. We'd created a ring-road relationship, circumventing raw emotions and complex feelings, so that our central selves were strangers. — Rosamund Lupton

Been united by superficial tendrils of the small and the mundane, but the enormous fact of your death was ripping each fragile connection. I said — Rosamund Lupton

I hadn't understood funeral pyres before, but now I do. It's ghastly to burn someone you love but watching the smoke going into the sky, I think that's rather beautiful now. And I wish Tess could be up in the sky. Somewhere with color and light and air. — Rosamund Lupton

Motherhood isn't soft and cozy and sweet; it's selfish ferocity, red in tooth and claw. — Rosamund Lupton

The first documentary I watched on hydraulic fracturing was Gasland by Josh Fox. Since then I've read, watched and listened to many articles, reports, speeches and blogs about fracking but Gasland remains the stand-out piece for me. The Sky is Pink by Josh Fox and the Gasland team can be seen on Vimeo and YouTube. — Rosamund Lupton

All I was allowed to keep for myself was missing you. Which is what? The tears that pricked the inside of my face, the emotion catching at the top of my throat, the cavity in my chest that was larger than I am. Was that all I had now? — Rosamund Lupton

But my lazy lack of faith, my in-vogue atheism, has taken away the safety net hanging beneath our children's lives. — Rosamund Lupton

She pans life for gold and finds it daily. — Rosamund Lupton

I've always been intimidated by handsome men, let alone beautiful ones. I associate them not so much with inevitable rejection as with turning me completely invisible. — Rosamund Lupton

...death does leave a daunting array of practical tasks: all those possessions that you were forced to leave behind had to be sorted and packed and redistributed in the living world. — Rosamund Lupton

His last night, the sky was cloudless with a full moon lighting the snowy terrain in an opalescent blue light. He remembered Yasmin telling him that the moonlight that reaches Earth is mainly the reflected light from the sun with some starlight and Earthlight thrown in. She'd told him that the light wasn't really blue, it was because of the Purkinje effect, a flaw in the human eye, that made it so. And he'd thought that what we know is filtered by our flaws, and sometimes turned more beautiful by them. — Rosamund Lupton

A child's body is so much a part of who they are; maybe because we can hold a little boy in our arms. We can hold the whole of him. But when we grow too large to be held our body no longer defines us — Rosamund Lupton

trolley with Jenny's body on it was wheeled past us, surrounded — Rosamund Lupton

Joie de vivre. Joy and life together. It's such an ironically perfect description of you. — Rosamund Lupton

You told me once that the last of the senses to go is hearing. But you're wrong. The last of the senses to go is love. — Rosamund Lupton

Surely a good therapist should produce a Dorian Gray-style portrait from under the couch so the patient can see the person they really are. — Rosamund Lupton

Usually time alters and affects everything, but when someone you love dies time cannot change that, no amount of time will ever change that, so time stops having any meaning. — Rosamund Lupton

You were right. As you know. Other people may sail through lives of blue seas, with only the occasional squall, but for me life has always been a mountain
sheer faced and perilous. And, as I think I told you, I had clung on with the footholds and crampons and safety ropes of a safe job and flat and secure relationship. — Rosamund Lupton

Because you are my sister in every fiber of my being ... but there are aother strands that link us, that wouldn't be seen by even the strongest electron microscope ... We are conjoined by hundreds os thousands of memories that silt down into you and stop being memories and become a part of who you are. — Rosamund Lupton

Pan life for gold and you will find it daily. — Rosamund Lupton

I get up and pace the room, as if I can leave my guilt behind me. But it tracks me as I walk, an ugly shadow made by myself. — Rosamund Lupton

Your paintings are staggeringly beautiful. Did I ever tell you that,or was I just too concerned that you weren't going to earn a living? I know the answer ... I worried that the paint was so thickly applied that it might snap off and ruin someone's carpet, rather than realizing that you'd made color itself tactile. — Rosamund Lupton

Grief is loved turned into an eternal missing ... It can't be contained in hours or days or minutes. — Rosamund Lupton

She'd been cross so much of the time and often about small things. Looking back at herself, she thought that her crossness was like a shapeless overcoat, covering loneliness, and it wasn't the old loneliness she'd felt after her mother died, or even an adult version of it, but something different and more punishing. — Rosamund Lupton

Your coffin reached the monstrous hole. And a part of me went down into the muddy earth with you and lay down next to you and died with you. — Rosamund Lupton

Because I'd rather feel guilty for the rest of my life than for her to have felt a second's fear. — Rosamund Lupton