Sophie Heawood Quotes

And this is it, and it is true: that wherever I go, now, for the rest of my life, and whatever I do, and whatever freedoms I am granted, I am always going to be worried about whether my daughter is cold, and whether she is wearing her hat. And that I will never be able to give this feeling back.

Meanwhile, I felt a strong urge to be honest everywhere and about everything, which is probably why I drank.

the universe was structurally biased towards supporting rich white people and their unspoken belief in American exceptionalism

Whatever deadline I was currently missing was always the last deadline I was ever going to miss in my whole life ever, because tomorrow was going to be the perfect day, the most perfect day; the first perfect day of the rest of my perfect life.

I was nowhere near spawning three children in a farmhouse with a nice man because I didn’t know any nice men.

There was a bottle of whisky on my side of the bed and a bag of weed on his. At the time, I thought how cool it was that we were both wise to our own pleasures. Looking back, I wonder if we were both wise to our own pain.

Clitoris. It might even be a nice name for the baby. All right, maybe Clitoria, if it was a girl.

I had the sort of relationship with my parents where I could have long conversations with them about absolutely anything: sex, love, grief, ecstasy, existential angst. As long as I was talking about somebody else’s life, and not my own.

I became a bad influence on myself and on others in whose image I tried to recreate myself.

I remember it now, seven years later–the desperate feeling, that fear, of something slipping away from me in that taxi. Perhaps it was my career.

She is the smallest person I have ever held and the biggest thing I have ever seen.

A single mother! I’ll put you on the watchlist for post-natal depression then!’.

I am so used to being a rebel, or is it a narcissist, that I don’t know how to have a partner.

This is the thing about drugs–if you have never taken them, you might have been led to believe that they take you to an unreal state, where things suddenly feel magical and crazy and wild. In fact, they do the exact opposite, and take you to a state where everything suddenly feels absolutely real and normal, in a way that things never do in so-called real life.

I struggled with being a girl and I also struggled with being a woman. But I make a damn fine witch.

I wonder, out in this clear blue ocean, why it has taken me so much longer to notice that there is more than enough love already.

I’ve been out at sea for most of my life–and the water has always been so deep, so blue, so lovely.