“We all have secrets. Most are guilty, a few are wretched and some are too precious to share.”
―
C.L. Taylor,
The Missing
“Good. I don’t like people.” ― C.L. Taylor, Sleep
“Hate is like a poison you make for your enemy that you end up swallowing yourself. Hating him gives him too much power, too much control over the way I live my life.” ― C.L. Taylor, The Fear
“God bless? I don't need God's help. I don't need the police's help either. I can find you all by myself, Jo. I'm good with people. I tell them what they want to hear...” ― C.L. Taylor, The Escape
“Those who have a mother, treasure her with care, for you never know how much you love her until she is not there.” ― C.L. Taylor, Sleep
“No. No, Kate’s the only one who comes in” ― C.L. Taylor, Her Last Holiday
“If cancer were a person he’d have beaten the shit out of it and smashed its face to a pulp.” ― C.L. Taylor, Sleep
“Anna,’ her face softens, ‘you had a hell of a day yesterday with … with what happened to David. We want you to take it easy today. I know you’re in charge and we’re the guests but we’re all human. You need time to grieve. And sleep.” ― C.L. Taylor, Sleep
“compare family tree’ icon, the link refreshed,” ― C.L. Taylor, Her Last Holiday
“air. There are days at work when I feel I can’t breathe, and not just because of the pollution. The air’s thinner at the top of the” ― C.L. Taylor, Sleep
“It’s bullshit, women being the weaker sex. Who looks after us if we have enough of being strong? Huh? Tell me that! Who looks after us?” ― C.L. Taylor, Sleep
“Death wasn't like sleep. It wasn't relaxing. You didn't dream and you couldn't be woken up.” ― C.L. Taylor
“Sleep.We crave it, that blissful darkness that rocks us in its arms and carries us away from our cares and our worries. Life is struggle but sleep is an escape. It is the womb to which we return when our limbs are heavy and our minds are tired. Sometimes we fight it. We struggle to remain awake. Our guilt, or misplaced loyalty, keep us rooted to this coil, too afraid to move on to the next.” ― C.L. Taylor, Sleep
“When someone continually chips away at you there comes a point when they’re not just taking chunks out of your self-esteem, they’re destroying you bit by bit.” ― C.L. Taylor, Her Last Holiday
“What I want to do is tell Mum how much she means to me and how I wish I could take away the terrible disease that, day by day, is stealing another part of her away from me.” ― C.L. Taylor, The Accident
“We are lost in death but surrounded by life.” ― C.L. Taylor, The Island
“He’s thought about her, obviously; you don’t spend nearly two years with someone and then forget all about them the moment they walk out of the door,” ― C.L. Taylor, Sleep
“As he’d walked to the tube afterwards he couldn’t help but feel relieved that Anna was no longer his responsibility. And guilty for feeling that way.” ― C.L. Taylor, Sleep
“I thought, by coming here, that I’d leave what happened behind. But grief can’t be cast off like a jacket. It becomes part of you, an invisible film welded to your skin. Some days you feel it, some days you don’t, but it’s always there.” ― C.L. Taylor, Sleep
“Good. I don’t like people.” ― C.L. Taylor, Sleep
“Hate is like a poison you make for your enemy that you end up swallowing yourself. Hating him gives him too much power, too much control over the way I live my life.” ― C.L. Taylor, The Fear
“God bless? I don't need God's help. I don't need the police's help either. I can find you all by myself, Jo. I'm good with people. I tell them what they want to hear...” ― C.L. Taylor, The Escape
“Those who have a mother, treasure her with care, for you never know how much you love her until she is not there.” ― C.L. Taylor, Sleep
“No. No, Kate’s the only one who comes in” ― C.L. Taylor, Her Last Holiday
“If cancer were a person he’d have beaten the shit out of it and smashed its face to a pulp.” ― C.L. Taylor, Sleep
“Anna,’ her face softens, ‘you had a hell of a day yesterday with … with what happened to David. We want you to take it easy today. I know you’re in charge and we’re the guests but we’re all human. You need time to grieve. And sleep.” ― C.L. Taylor, Sleep
“compare family tree’ icon, the link refreshed,” ― C.L. Taylor, Her Last Holiday
“air. There are days at work when I feel I can’t breathe, and not just because of the pollution. The air’s thinner at the top of the” ― C.L. Taylor, Sleep
“It’s bullshit, women being the weaker sex. Who looks after us if we have enough of being strong? Huh? Tell me that! Who looks after us?” ― C.L. Taylor, Sleep
“Death wasn't like sleep. It wasn't relaxing. You didn't dream and you couldn't be woken up.” ― C.L. Taylor
“Sleep.We crave it, that blissful darkness that rocks us in its arms and carries us away from our cares and our worries. Life is struggle but sleep is an escape. It is the womb to which we return when our limbs are heavy and our minds are tired. Sometimes we fight it. We struggle to remain awake. Our guilt, or misplaced loyalty, keep us rooted to this coil, too afraid to move on to the next.” ― C.L. Taylor, Sleep
“When someone continually chips away at you there comes a point when they’re not just taking chunks out of your self-esteem, they’re destroying you bit by bit.” ― C.L. Taylor, Her Last Holiday
“What I want to do is tell Mum how much she means to me and how I wish I could take away the terrible disease that, day by day, is stealing another part of her away from me.” ― C.L. Taylor, The Accident
“We are lost in death but surrounded by life.” ― C.L. Taylor, The Island
“He’s thought about her, obviously; you don’t spend nearly two years with someone and then forget all about them the moment they walk out of the door,” ― C.L. Taylor, Sleep
“As he’d walked to the tube afterwards he couldn’t help but feel relieved that Anna was no longer his responsibility. And guilty for feeling that way.” ― C.L. Taylor, Sleep
“I thought, by coming here, that I’d leave what happened behind. But grief can’t be cast off like a jacket. It becomes part of you, an invisible film welded to your skin. Some days you feel it, some days you don’t, but it’s always there.” ― C.L. Taylor, Sleep
