It's not a matter of giving you a chance. I've watched you these six months becoming a whole different person, someone who is only just beginning to see her possibilities. You have no idea how happy that has made me. I don't want you to be tied to me, to my hospital appointments, to the restrictions on my life. I don't want you to miss out on the things someone else could give you.

— Jojo Moyes

I turned in my seat. Will’s face was in shadow and I couldn’t quite make it out.‘Just hold on. Just for a minute.’‘Are you all right?’ I found my gaze dropping towards his chair, afraid some part of him was pinched, or trapped, that I had got something wrong.‘I’m fine. I just. . . ’I could see his pale collar, his dark suit jacket a contrast against it.‘I don’t want to go in just yet. I just want to sit and not have to think about. . . ’ He swallowed. Even in the half-dark it seemed effortful.‘I just. . . Want to be a man who has been to a concert with a girl in a red dress. Just for a few minutes more.’ I released the door handle.‘Sure.’ I closed my eyes and lay my head against the headrest, and we sat there together for a while longer, two people lost in remembered music, half hidden in the shadow of a castle on a moonlit hill.

— Jojo Moyes

I want him to live if HE wants to live. If he doesn't, then by forcing him to carry on, you, me..... we become just another shitty bunch of people taking away his choices.

— Jojo Moyes

I worked out what would make me happy, and I worked out what I wanted to do, and I trained myself to do the job that would make those two things happen' 'You make it sound so simple.'' It is simple,' he said. 'The thing is, it's also a lot of hard work. And people don't want to put in a lot of work.

— Jojo Moyes

Just live well. Just live

— Jojo Moyes

Kind eyes under all the mascara.

— Jojo Moyes

Le Marie?’‘It’s a little district in the center of Paris. It is full of cobbled streets and teetering apartment blocks and gay men and orthodox Jews and women of a certain age who once looked like Brigitte Bardot. It’s the only place to stay.

— Jojo Moyes

Life is short, right? We both know that. Well, what if you're my chance?

— Jojo Moyes

Live boldly. Push yourself. Don't settle.

— Jojo Moyes

Losing him was like having a hole shot straight through me, a painful, constant reminder, an absence I could never fill.

— Jojo Moyes