Quotes From "The Little Paris Bookshop" By Nina George

We cannot decide to love. We cannot compel anyone to...
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We cannot decide to love. We cannot compel anyone to love us. There's no secret recipe, only love itself. And we are at its mercy--there's nothing we can do. Nina George
It takes only one word to hurt a woman, a...
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It takes only one word to hurt a woman, a matter of seconds, one stupid, impatient blow of the crop. But winning back her trust takes years. And sometimes there isn't the time. Nina George
Whenever Monsieur Perdu looked at a book, he did not...
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Whenever Monsieur Perdu looked at a book, he did not see it purely in terms of a story, retail price and an essential balm for the soul; he saw freedom on wings of paper. Nina George
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She'll be your dance partner, Jordan""Her? She's much too good. I'm scared! "" Remember the feeling. Someday you'll want to write about it, and then it'll be good to know how the fear feels and to go ahead and dance all the same. Nina George
Oh, merciless freedom, you continue to overwhelm me! You demand...
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Oh, merciless freedom, you continue to overwhelm me! You demand that I challenge myself and feel ashamed, and yet continue to feel so outrageously proud to live a life full of my desires. Nina George
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Yes, the woman." Cunco took a deep breath. "Women like her don't come along that often, you know. Maybe only every two hundred years. She everything a man could dream of. Beautiful, clever, wise, considerate, passionate--absolutely everything. Nina George
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[Women] are superior beings to us men. When they love us, then they are being gracious, for only rarely do we give them reason to love us. I learned that from your mother, and she's right. Sad to say, she's right. Nina George
There are women who only look at another woman's shoes...
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There are women who only look at another woman's shoes and never at her face. And others who always look women in the face and only occasionally at their shoes. Nina George
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Reading makes you impudent. Oh yes, unknown father, so it does. Nina George
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I don't know how many years it's been since I last slept with my husband. I was faithful, stupid and so awfully lonely that I'll gobble you up if you're nice to me. Or kill you because I can't bear it. Nina George
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What a hideous life he had chosen, how painful was the loneliness he endured because he didn't have the courage to trust someone again. To trust someone entirely because in love there is no other way. Nina George
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We are loved if we love, another truth we always seem to forget....Loving requires so much courage and so little expectation. Nina George
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Often it’s not we who shape words, but the words we use that shape us. Nina George
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I'm looking for what I was capable of before... Or to be more precise, I'm trying to see whether I'm still capable of it. Nina George
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And slowly, infinitely slowly, he began to trust. Not the sea, from from it; no one should make that mistake! Nina George
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And yes, being lovesick is like being in mourning. Because you die, because your future dies and you with it... There is a hurting time. It lasts for so long. But it gets better. I know that now. Nina George
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It's amazing how close you are to your essential self as a kid, he thought, and how far from it you drift the more you strive to be loved. Nina George
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...having a child is like casting off your own childhood forever. It's as if it's only then that you really grasp what it means to be a man. You're scared too that all your weaknesses will be laid bare, because fatherhood demands more than you can give.... I always felt I had to earn your love, because I loved you so, so much. Nina George
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Time. It rubs the rough edges that hurt us smooth. Nina George
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Hey, Salvo, " asked Max when they had almost fallen asleep. "May I write your story?"" Don't you dare, amico" was Salvatore's reply. "Kindly come up with your own storia, young Massimo. If you take mine, I'll have none left of my own Nina George
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When the stars imploded billions of years ago, iron and silver, gold and carbon came raining down. And the iron from that stardust is in us today-in our mitochondria. Mothers pass on the stars and their iron to their children. Who knows, Jean, you and I might be made of the dust from one and the same star, and maybe we recognized each other by its light. We were searching for each other. We are star seekers. Nina George
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It looked as though [the stars] were breathing to some never-ending slow, deep rhythm. They breathed & watched as the world came & went....For them, the earth was one more island world in the immeasurable ocean of outer space, its inhabitants microscopically small Nina George
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Fear transforms your body like an inept sculptor does a perfect block of stone... It's just that you're chipped away at from within, and no one sees how many splinters and layers have been taken off you. You become ever thinner and more brittle inside, until eve the slightest emotion bowls you over. One hug, and you think you're going to shatter and be lost. Nina George
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I have already lived long enough, Manon had written in late autumn, on an autumn day like today. I have lived and loved, I have had the best of this world. Why cry over the ending? Why cling to what remains? The advantage of dying is that you stop being afraid of it. There is a sense of peacefulness too. Nina George
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Books aren’t eggs, you know. Simply because a book has aged a bit doesn’t mean it’s gone bad.” There was now an edge to Monsieur Perdu’s voice too. “What is wrong with old? Age isn’t a disease. We all grow old, even books. But are you, is anyone, worth less, or less important, because they’ve been around for longer? Nina George
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All right, " she said. "Give me the books that are kind to me, and to hell with the men who don't give a damn about me. Nina George
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A surprise visit? That's so romantic...but fairly risky." "If you don't take any risks, life will bass you by, " Cunco shipped in. Nina George
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Asking questions is an art. Nina George
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Tango is a truth drug. It lays bare your problems and your complexes, but also the strengths you hide from others so as not to vex them. It shows what a couple can be for each other, how they can listen to each other. People who only want to listen to themselves will hate tango. Nina George