Coco Mellors

Love isn’t something that happens to you; it’s something you decide to do every day.

She wanted to be seen, but the more people looked, the more invisible she felt.

Happiness was something that happened in the past or the future, never quite now.

Sometimes you have to break your own heart just to feel like it’s yours again.

The problem with freedom is that it’s only exhilarating until you realize you’re alone.

He believed that wanting less was the secret to needing nothing.

You can’t save people from themselves, no matter how much you love them.

She always confused attention for affection.

Memory is a kind of storytelling you do to yourself.

He was terrified of being ordinary but exhausted by the effort it took not to be.

Intimacy was not knowing the other person but choosing them, over and over.

She wondered if all marriages were just negotiations between love and loneliness.