Top 380 Paula Hawkins Quotes (2024 Update)
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351. “That was my first home. Not my parents’ place, not a flatshare with other students, my first home. I can’t bear to look at it. Well, I can, I do, I want to, I don’t want to, I try not to. Every day I tell myself not to look, and every day I look. I can’t help myself, even though there is nothing I want to see there, even though anything I do see will hurt me. Even.”

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352. “Angela was a vandal when it came to books: a cracker of spines, a dog-earer of pages, a scribbler in margins.”

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353. “Cathy gets up early to clean the house every Saturday, no matter what. It could be her birthday, it could be the morning of the Rapture – Cathy will get up early on Saturday to clean.”

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354. “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.”

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355. “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.”

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356. “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.”

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357. “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.”

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358. “He’s taken a shower, washed me off his skin. He looks better for it, but he won’t look me in the eye when he asks if I’d like a coffee. This isn’t what I wanted: none of this is right. I don’t want to do this. I don’t want to lose control again.”

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

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360. “And this time” – he glances up at me – “I promise I’ll make sure she won’t bother us anymore.” Anna’s.”

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361. “It must take the most incredible self-control, that stillness, that passivity; it must be exhausting.”

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362. “Scott the other night: the dream was just my brain picking all that apart.”

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363. “That, at least, is true. He hasn’t replied. I didn’t expect him to. I am cut off from him, shut out. The things.”

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

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365. “I can’t help the way I am. “You can help what you do, though.”

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366. “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.”

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367. “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.”

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368. “I don’t mind, because it reassures him that there’s nothing going on, that I’m not up to anything. And that’s good for me – it’s good for us – even if it isn’t true. And I can’t really be angry with him, because he has good reason to be suspicious. I’ve given him cause in the past and probably will again. I am not a model wife. I can’t be. No matter how much I love him, it won’t be enough.”

— Paula Hawkins

369. “Maidstone,” he says, “in Kent. But I moved.”

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

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371. “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.”

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

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373. “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.”

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374. “I feel like myself – the myself I used to be.”

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375. “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.”

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376. “I think of the things her real friends said about her: wonderful, funny, beautiful, warmhearted. Loved. She made a mistake. It happens.”

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377. “For the first five years I knew him, I was never Rachel, always Rach.”

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

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379. “I apologized without being sure what I was apologizing for.”

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380. “I wait for the memory to come. Sometimes it takes a while. Sometimes it’s there in front of my eyes in seconds. Sometimes it doesn’t come at all.”

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381. “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.”

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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.”

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383. “Tom bends down, slips his hands into the waistband of my jeans, grabs hold of them and drags me along the floor into the kitchen. I’m kicking out with my legs, trying to get a hold of something, but I can’t. I can’t see properly – tears are stinging my eyes, everything is a blur. The pain in my head is excruciating as I bump along the floor, and I feel a wave of nausea come over me. There’s hot, white pain as something connects with my temple. Then nothing.”

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384. “This tabloid story, supposedly leaked by someone in the police, about Megan’s involvement in the death of a child.”

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385. “I just listen. Sitting here in the morning, eyes closed.”

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