Top 380 Paula Hawkins Quotes (2026 Update)
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351. “The darkness gets bigger; it’s pushing at the edges of my skull, clouding my vision. I grab Evie by the hand and start to drag her inside. She protests vociferously.”

— Paula Hawkins

352. “I think perhaps you are being rather hard on yourself.”

— Paula Hawkins

353. “He captured movement, he registered nuance, he was empathetic on the page in a way he never seemed to achieve in real life.”

— Paula Hawkins

354. “Like the police, he’d probably just think I’m a nutter, some weirdo who’s read about the case in the newspaper.”

— Paula Hawkins

355. “Tom said he was going to patch it up, but he didn’t, and I didn’t want to pester him about it.”

— Paula Hawkins

356. “I don’t remember losing it. I think that over time it got chipped away, bit by bit, by life, by the living of it.”

— Paula Hawkins

357. “I can see her now, in the spare room upstairs, music blaring, window open, a brush in her hand, an enormous canvas leaning against the wall. She’ll be there until midnight; Jason knows not to bother her when she’s working.”

— Paula Hawkins

358. “I’m almost at the station, just passing the Crown, when I feel a hand on my arm and I wheel around, slipping off the pavement and into the road.”

— Paula Hawkins

359. “We’re in the car park at Wilton Lake. We used to come here sometimes, to go swimming on really hot days. Today we’re just sitting side by side in Tom’s car, windows down, letting the warm breeze in. I want to lean my head back against the headrest and close my eyes and smell the pine and listen to the birds. I want to hold his hand and stay here all day.”

— Paula Hawkins

360. “Now, I think he might be dead.”

— Paula Hawkins

361. “What if the thing I’m looking for can never be found? What.”

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362. “I can’t deny that there’s a part of me that finds the idea of meeting Kamal thrilling.”

— Paula Hawkins

363. “I know that on warm summer evenings, the occupants of this house, Jason and Jess, sometimes climb out of the large sash window to sit on the makeshift terrace on top of the kitchen-extension roof.”

— Paula Hawkins

364. “Louise’s grief was like the river: constant and ever-changing. It rippled, flooded, ebbed and flowed, some days cold and dark and deep, some days swift and blinding.”

— Paula Hawkins

365. “There’s an explosion of pain, white before my eyes, and I crumple to my knees.”

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366. “As for him “feeling dead”, that’s probably just a consequence of him being gone from your life for so long. In some sense he no longer feels real to you.”

— Paula Hawkins

367. “Art is legacy, it is solace. It soothes, consoles, arouses. It’s work. It’s what you do all day. It’s how you work things out, how you understand the world. It’s the opportunity to start over, to shed your skin, to take revenge, to fall in love. To be good. To live long.”

— Paula Hawkins

368. “I know immediately that’s it. I’m awake. The more I want to be oblivious, the less I can be. Life and light will not let me be.”

— Paula Hawkins

369. “She has no past, no future. She exists purely in the moment. Drunk.”

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370. “I’m well aware there is no job more important than that of raising a child, but the problem is that it isn’t valued. Not in the sense that counts to me at the moment, which is financial.”

— Paula Hawkins

371. “Twice a day, I am offered a view into other lives, just for a moment. There’s something comforting about the sight of strangers safe at home.”

— Paula Hawkins

372. “I’m stupidly pleased that he doesn’t like her, either; another thing we have in common, another thread to bind us.”

— Paula Hawkins

373. “He closed his eyes so that he didn’t have to watch me choke.”

— Paula Hawkins

374. “Tom’s whole life was constructed on lies – falsehoods and half-truths told to make him look better, stronger, more interesting than he was.”

— Paula Hawkins

375. “My legs are still trembling as I climb the steps to Corly station. I’ve been shaking like this for hours, it must be the adrenaline, my heart just won’t slow down. The train is packed – no chance of a seat here, it’s not like getting on at Euston, so I have to stand, midway through a carriage. It’s like a sweatbox. I’m trying to breathe slowly, my eyes cast down to my feet. I’m just trying to get a handle on what I’m feeling. Exultation, fear, confusion and guilt. Mostly guilt.”

— Paula Hawkins

376. “All those plans I had – photography courses and cookery classes – when it comes down to it, they feel a bit pointless, as if I’m playing at real life instead of actually living it.”

— Paula Hawkins

377. “I can’t do this, I can’t just be a wife.”

— Paula Hawkins

378. “But with the mind, I think, there are no quick fixes.”

— Paula Hawkins

379. “All those plans I had – photography courses and cookery classes – when it comes down to it, they.”

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380. “She wanted to chat in person and I thought it might be best. I’m sorry, OK? We just talked. We met in a crappy coffee shop in Ashbury and talked for twenty minutes – half an hour, tops. OK?”

— Paula Hawkins

381. “I just had to hope that one day we would have the money, and in the meantime I had to bite back the tears that came, hot and fast, every time I saw a stranger with a bump, every time I heard someone else’s happy news.”

— Paula Hawkins

382. “Maybe that was the moment when things started to go wrong, the moment when I imagined us no longer a couple, but a family; and after that, once I had that picture in my head, just the two of us could never be enough.”

— Paula Hawkins

383. “Then I wait. Times and dates, mostly. Not dates. Days. Monday.”

— Paula Hawkins

384. “If he thinks I’m going to sit around crying over him, he’s got another think coming.”

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385. “At parties, he often holds her hand, even though they’ve been together years. They respect each other, they don’t put each other down.”

— Paula Hawkins

386. “It’s the only thing I have left, my last roll of the dice. If this doesn’t work, I have to let it go. I just have to let it go.”

— Paula Hawkins