Top 380 Paula Hawkins Quotes (2024 Update)
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351. “Murky, speculative stuff, a smear campaign on a dead woman. It’s despicable.”

— Paula Hawkins

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

— Paula Hawkins

353. “In the end I really thought I could just walk away from it, a little bruised, but no real harm done. But it’s not that simple any longer.”

— Paula Hawkins

354. “I see them as others do not; even their owners probably don’t see them from this perspective.”

— Paula Hawkins

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

— Paula Hawkins

356. “I’ll find something, here or elsewhere, I know I will.”

— Paula Hawkins

357. “No one warned you about that when you were younger, no one told you how slow you would become, and how bored you would be by your slowness.”

— Paula Hawkins

358. “I’m doing the things she did: drinking alone and snooping on him. The things she did and he hated. But recently – as recently as this morning – things have shifted. If he’s going to lie, then I’m going to check up on him. That’s a fair deal, isn’t it? I feel I’m owed a bit of fairness.”

— Paula Hawkins

359. “Writing an important email to a colleague at the office in New York, or a carefully worded break-up message to his girlfriend.”

— Paula Hawkins

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

— Paula Hawkins

361. “Perhaps this is just more self-deception, yet another attempt to prove to myself that I’m not worthless. But perhaps it’s real.”

— Paula Hawkins

362. “For some reason, I am certain that there is something I’m missing, something vital. Perhaps this is just more self-deception, yet another attempt to prove to myself that I’m not worthless.”

— Paula Hawkins

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

— Paula Hawkins

364. “I didn’t want to draw attention to her resting place, but I couldn’t leave her without remembrance.”

— Paula Hawkins

365. “I can’t explain why, I know it makes no sense, but if you can’t remember what you’ve done, your mind just fills in all the blanks and you think the worst possible things.”

— Paula Hawkins

366. “Blood starts to ooze from the wound. The girls on the other side of the carriage are watching me, their faces blank.”

— Paula Hawkins

367. “Upstairs, later. I’ve had too much to drink, I can’t see the computer screen properly, everything doubles, trebles. I can read if I hold my hand over one eye. It gives me a headache. Cathy is home, she called out to me and I told her I was in bed, unwell. She knows that I’m drinking.”

— Paula Hawkins

368. “When they’re born,” she said, her hand resting on the door handle, “you hold them, and you imagine a glorious, golden future. Not money or success or fame or anything like that, but happiness. Such happiness! You’d see the world burn if only it meant they would be happy.”

— Paula Hawkins

369. “I don’t have words to describe what I felt that day, but now, sitting on the train, I am furious, nails digging into my palms, tears stinging my eyes. I feel a flash of intense anger. I feel as though something has been taken away from me.”

— Paula Hawkins

370. “She made a mistake. It happens. We are none of us perfect.”

— Paula Hawkins

371. “He loves me so much it makes me ache.”

— Paula Hawkins

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

— Paula Hawkins

373. “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

374. “It’s her voice.”

— Paula Hawkins

375. “I wring the cloth out over the sink and run cold water over my hands.”

— Paula Hawkins

376. “Miriam had lost the talent for friendship when she was young, and once gone, it was a difficult thing to recover. Like loneliness, the absence of friendship was self-perpetuating: the harder you tried to make people like you, the less likely they were to do so; most people recognized right away that something was off, and they shied away.”

— Paula Hawkins

377. “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

378. “One piece of the memory led to the next. It’s as though I’d been blundering about in the dark for days, weeks, months, then finally caught hold of something. Like running my hand along a wall to find my way from one room to the next. Shifting shadows started at last to coalesce, and after a while my eyes became accustomed to the gloom, and I could see.”

— Paula Hawkins

379. “At night when I lie awake I can hear it, quiet but unrelenting, undeniable: a whisper in my head, Slip away. When I close my eyes, my head is filled with images of past and future lives, the things I dreamed I wanted, the things I had and threw away.”

— Paula Hawkins

380. “He had this look on his face of shock, of hurt. I wanted to say to her, It’s no good, you won’t be able to help him now, but then I realized she wasn’t trying to stop the bleeding. She was making sure. Twisting the corkscrew in, farther and farther, ripping into his throat, and all the time she was talking to him softly, softly. I couldn’t hear what she was saying.”

— Paula Hawkins

381. “I don’t know their names either, so I had to name them myself. Jason, because he’s handsome in a British film star kind of way, not a Depp or a Pitt, but a Firth, or a Jason Isaacs. And Jess just goes with Jason, and it goes with her. It fits her, pretty and carefree as she is. They’re a match, they’re a set. They’re happy, I can tell. They’re what I used to be, they’re Tom and me, five years ago. They’re what I lost, they’re everything I want to be. Evening.”

— Paula Hawkins

382. “I wonder whether we would have loved the weaker, flawed, unembellished version. I think that I would. I would have forgiven his mistakes and his failures. I have committed enough of my own.”

— Paula Hawkins

383. “This shouldn’t matter, but it does: the sense of shame I feel about an incident is proportionate not just to the gravity of the situation, but also to the number of people who witnessed it.”

— Paula Hawkins

384. “He smiles – that wide, beautiful smile that used to make me melt – and I start to sob. I can’t believe it, can’t believe we are brought to this, that the greatest happiness I have ever known – my life with him – was an illusion.”

— Paula Hawkins

385. “I snap the laptop shut and jump to my feet, knocking my.”

— Paula Hawkins