Hostage Clare Mackintosh Quotes

Truth slid into my mind like the answer to a crossword clue long after the paper’s been thrown away, and my mouth formed the words I didn’t want to say.

We need space to thrive.

Ishq is a love so great, you cling to each other.

He’d have done anything for me; I’d have done anything for him. That’s how it works when you love someone.

Lo que siento por ella fluye por cada una de las venas de mi cuerpo, por cada terminación nerviosa, hasta convertirse en una pasión devoradora: amor incondicional, ilimitado... Y miedo.

The government could give everyone a basic income, make sure they’ve got a roof over their head and food in their bellies. But it suits them to keep us at the bottom of the heap. Not registered to vote, so we don’t get a say; not paying taxes, so why should we get a say? It’s all about keeping us in our place. Second-class citizens.

Because trying to remember that you love someone who is screaming that they hate you, who has hurled the tea you lovingly cooked them across the floor, is like trying to recall summer when it’s minus two outside. It’s trying to imagine ever being hungry again, when you’re groaning after Sunday lunch. They are transient, slippery sensations, too quickly forgotten; remembered in the abstract way, but not felt.

What is a crime? The dictionary would have you know it is an act or omission punishable by law, but the law of one country is not the law of another. Gambling, for example, is not a crime in the United Kingdom, yet Islamic law forbids it. Chewing gum is illegal in Singapore; unmarried couples may not cohabit in the United Arab Emirates. So you see, a “crime” can be many things to many people.

Salt doesn't sting any less the more you rub it in. Is parenting supposed to hurt like this? And when it does, are we just supposed to take it?

The following instructions will save your daughter's life...

This is a hijack attempt. There is no other explanation. Someone wants to take control of this plane; and if I let them, everyone on this plane is likely to die. If I don't....

Every single person on this plane has a reason to be here: someone they're going to see, someone who will cry for them if our plane never arrives. Every passenger has a story. A life to live.

Our reactions are shaped by the people around us, by the way they behave toward us. [Mina Holbrook]

We need space to thrive. All of us.

Did you know you can -feel- people looking at you? Never experienced that? You're lucky.It burns like acid on the back of your neck, even before you hear the whispers, the sniggers. [George Fleet]

the body being somehow empty. Just a vessel for the person who used to inhabit it.