“But the hardest thing is staying. The hardest thing is living with dying. Loving with dying. The hardest thing is love, with no expiration date, no qualifiers, no safety net. Love that demands acceptance of all things I cannot change. Love that doesn't follow a plan.”
―
Julia Whelan,
My Oxford Year
“Our memories of places, much like people, are subject to our own adaptation process. Once the active living is done, and they pass into memory, we assume control of the narrative. We adapt it, sometimes without meaning to. This is, perhaps, the one advantage of death: when people die, they can live on in our memory as we choose, but places continue to exist, to change.” ― Julia Whelan, My Oxford Year
“When you feel more than you can say, when words fail you, when syntax and grammar and well-constructed expressions are choked from your mind and all that's left is raw feeling, a few broken words come forth. I'd like to believe those words, when everything's stripped away, might be the key to it all. The meaning of life. I'd like to think it's possible to remain so devoted to someone's memory that fifty-nine years later, when all the noise of life is muted, the lats gasp passing over your lips is that person's name.” ― Julia Whelan, My Oxford Year
“It turns out, the act of making a choice, of choosing a path, doesn't mean the other path disappears. It just means that it will forever run parallel to the one you're on. It means you have to live with knowing what you gave up.” ― Julia Whelan, My Oxford Year
“Now, we don't always get to choose what happens in life, don't we all know. However, we can choose what we do with what we're given.” ― Julia Whelan, My Oxford Year
“Of course there should be an HEA. I’m so sick of this question. It’s a Romance! That’s the deal we make with our readers. It’s misogyny, plain and simple. You don’t see anyone telling Mystery readers they’re silly and unserious for wanting to know by the end of the book who the murderer was. Fuck off. –June French in Cosmopolitan” ― Julia Whelan, Thank You for Listening
“Eventually, don’t know when, but eventually? You’re gonna have to stop thinking you’re nothing more than the damaged version of yourself.” ― Julia Whelan, Thank You for Listening
“Maybe, once you come to realize that there are no answers, you learn to live with the questions.” ― Julia Whelan, My Oxford Year
“I came to Oxford looking for a Once-in-a-Lifetime Experience. I chose to experience a lifetime.I know that one day he will lose to the waterfall, slip behind its turbulent curtain forever, lost to me like something out of a fairy tale. But in our story, there's no villain, no witch, no fairy godmother, no moral imperative or cautionary conclusion. No happily-ever-after.It just is. It's life.The water keeps flowing as we come and go.We were never forever, Jamie and I. Nothing is in this life. But if you love someone and are loved by someone, you might find forever after.Whatever and wherever it is.” ― Julia Whelan, My Oxford Year
“It occurs to me now, that being called upon to do something because you're good at it is not the same thing as having a calling.” ― Julia Whelan, My Oxford Year
“It’s always the men, isn’t it, talking about writing from a place of pain. Maybe try writing from joy. We get it, the world is hard. Which is precisely why I write: to escape it. Calm down with this tortured artist shit already, my God. –June French in Cosmopolitan” ― Julia Whelan, Thank You for Listening
“Feelings are temporary. They stick around as long as you believe in them and then they’re gone, waiting to be believed in again. If they were permanent, then we’d only have to say I love you once and be done with it for the rest of our” ― Julia Whelan, Thank You for Listening
“He always said that waiting for me to learn how to talk was like waiting for his long-lost friend to arrive.” ― Julia Whelan, My Oxford Year
“I don't know where my ideas come from, but you know where they come to? My desk. And if I'm not there to greet them, they leave. Ass in the chair. Ass in the chair. That's art.” ― Julia Whelan, Thank You for Listening
“You can’t just look at who someone is. You have to look at WHY someone is. Surface versus substance. That’s the difference between caricature and character.” ― Julia Whelan, Thank You for Listening
“Losing someone is hard enough. But death without the process of dying is an abomination. It takes nine months to create life; it feels unnatural, a sin against nature, that the reverse shouldn't also have its time. Time to let go of the known as we take hold of the unknown.” ― Julia Whelan, My Oxford Year
“We already have each other's back. To protect, not stab. That's universal sisterhood, no matter which country you come from.” ― Julia Whelan, My Oxford Year
“Feelings are temporary. They stick around as long as you believe in them and then they're gone, waiting to be believed in again. If they were permanent, then we'd only have to say I love you once and be done with it for the rest of our lives.” ― Julia Whelan, Thank You for Listening
“Feelings aren't constant. They're transient. Sometimes for the better, sometimes not. You can believe in them, but you can't know them. How can you know what something is before it becomes it?” ― Julia Whelan, Thank You for Listening
“Our memories of places, much like people, are subject to our own adaptation process. Once the active living is done, and they pass into memory, we assume control of the narrative. We adapt it, sometimes without meaning to. This is, perhaps, the one advantage of death: when people die, they can live on in our memory as we choose, but places continue to exist, to change.” ― Julia Whelan, My Oxford Year
“When you feel more than you can say, when words fail you, when syntax and grammar and well-constructed expressions are choked from your mind and all that's left is raw feeling, a few broken words come forth. I'd like to believe those words, when everything's stripped away, might be the key to it all. The meaning of life. I'd like to think it's possible to remain so devoted to someone's memory that fifty-nine years later, when all the noise of life is muted, the lats gasp passing over your lips is that person's name.” ― Julia Whelan, My Oxford Year
“It turns out, the act of making a choice, of choosing a path, doesn't mean the other path disappears. It just means that it will forever run parallel to the one you're on. It means you have to live with knowing what you gave up.” ― Julia Whelan, My Oxford Year
“Now, we don't always get to choose what happens in life, don't we all know. However, we can choose what we do with what we're given.” ― Julia Whelan, My Oxford Year
“Of course there should be an HEA. I’m so sick of this question. It’s a Romance! That’s the deal we make with our readers. It’s misogyny, plain and simple. You don’t see anyone telling Mystery readers they’re silly and unserious for wanting to know by the end of the book who the murderer was. Fuck off. –June French in Cosmopolitan” ― Julia Whelan, Thank You for Listening
“Eventually, don’t know when, but eventually? You’re gonna have to stop thinking you’re nothing more than the damaged version of yourself.” ― Julia Whelan, Thank You for Listening
“Maybe, once you come to realize that there are no answers, you learn to live with the questions.” ― Julia Whelan, My Oxford Year
“I came to Oxford looking for a Once-in-a-Lifetime Experience. I chose to experience a lifetime.I know that one day he will lose to the waterfall, slip behind its turbulent curtain forever, lost to me like something out of a fairy tale. But in our story, there's no villain, no witch, no fairy godmother, no moral imperative or cautionary conclusion. No happily-ever-after.It just is. It's life.The water keeps flowing as we come and go.We were never forever, Jamie and I. Nothing is in this life. But if you love someone and are loved by someone, you might find forever after.Whatever and wherever it is.” ― Julia Whelan, My Oxford Year
“It occurs to me now, that being called upon to do something because you're good at it is not the same thing as having a calling.” ― Julia Whelan, My Oxford Year
“It’s always the men, isn’t it, talking about writing from a place of pain. Maybe try writing from joy. We get it, the world is hard. Which is precisely why I write: to escape it. Calm down with this tortured artist shit already, my God. –June French in Cosmopolitan” ― Julia Whelan, Thank You for Listening
“Feelings are temporary. They stick around as long as you believe in them and then they’re gone, waiting to be believed in again. If they were permanent, then we’d only have to say I love you once and be done with it for the rest of our” ― Julia Whelan, Thank You for Listening
“He always said that waiting for me to learn how to talk was like waiting for his long-lost friend to arrive.” ― Julia Whelan, My Oxford Year
“I don't know where my ideas come from, but you know where they come to? My desk. And if I'm not there to greet them, they leave. Ass in the chair. Ass in the chair. That's art.” ― Julia Whelan, Thank You for Listening
“You can’t just look at who someone is. You have to look at WHY someone is. Surface versus substance. That’s the difference between caricature and character.” ― Julia Whelan, Thank You for Listening
“Losing someone is hard enough. But death without the process of dying is an abomination. It takes nine months to create life; it feels unnatural, a sin against nature, that the reverse shouldn't also have its time. Time to let go of the known as we take hold of the unknown.” ― Julia Whelan, My Oxford Year
“We already have each other's back. To protect, not stab. That's universal sisterhood, no matter which country you come from.” ― Julia Whelan, My Oxford Year
“Feelings are temporary. They stick around as long as you believe in them and then they're gone, waiting to be believed in again. If they were permanent, then we'd only have to say I love you once and be done with it for the rest of our lives.” ― Julia Whelan, Thank You for Listening
“Feelings aren't constant. They're transient. Sometimes for the better, sometimes not. You can believe in them, but you can't know them. How can you know what something is before it becomes it?” ― Julia Whelan, Thank You for Listening
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