From How to Stop Time
There comes a time when the only way to start living is to tell the truth. To be who you really are, even if it is dangerous.—Matt Haig, How to Stop Time. Highlighted
My mother was, in the tradition of parents, quite a complicated and contradictory human being. ... I never knew how many of her oddities had sprung from grief and how many from her own inherent nature.—Matt Haig, How to Stop Time. Highlighted
But recently, now, I was starting to feel that you couldn’t do mathematics with emotions. In protecting yourself from hurt you could create a new, subtler type of pain.—Matt Haig, How to Stop Time. Highlighted
... A peck on the lips was not just a peck. ‘What was that for?’ I asked. I could just about see her smile in the moonlight. It wasn’t a flirtatious smile. It was a plain, matter-of-fact one. ‘For you to have something else to occupy your mind.’ ‘I am not sure I have ever met someone like you,’ I said.—Matt Haig, How to Stop Time. Highlighted
‘You are not the only one with sorrows in this world. Don’t hoard them like they are precious. There is always plenty of them to go around.’—Matt Haig, How to Stop Time. Highlighted
‘Music is about time,’ I told her. ‘It is about controlling time.’—Matt Haig, How to Stop Time. Highlighted
I looked at her for too long, and with too much intensity in my eyes. The way people never look at people any more. I wanted her in every sense. To want is to lack. That is what it means.—Matt Haig, How to Stop Time. Highlighted