Quotes by Maeve Binchy

Ill understand if you dont want me. But I will be heartbroken. You are all I ever dreamed of and hoped for. You are much, much more. Please know that I didnt think I was mean-minded. But I realize I am. I dont want you to put your arms around me and say its all right, that you forgive me. I want you to be sure that you do, and my love for you will last as long as I live. I can see no lightness, no humour, no joke to make. I just hope that we will be able to go back to when we had laughter, and the world was coloured, not black and white and grey. I am so sorry for hurting you. I could inflict all kinds of pain on myself, but it would not take back any I gave to you. - David Power

To heal would be to open the wound,examine it and forgive

Her bed felt huge and empty now, and when she slept, she did so with her arm around a pillow. She dreamed of him almost every night, sometimes good dreams of happy days and joyful times; often they were terrible dreams of abandonment, loss and sorrow. She didnt know which was worse: every morning she woke afresh to the knowledge that he was gone and he would never come back. It would never be all right again.

Always she had sounded sympathetic, always she had appeared to understand. But inside there was a bit of her that said that they couldnt have tried hard enough. If Celia had a daughter who was desperately unhappy at school and who had lost four stone in weight, she wouldnt hang around --shed try to cope with it. If she had a father who couldnt cope shed have him to live with her. Only now was she beginning to realize that it was not to be so simple. People had minds of their own. And her mothers mind was like a hermetically sealed box in a vault of a bank.

Stop thinking like Alice in Wonderland, Celia told herself sternly. Youre a grown-up, its no use shutting your eyes, wishing things would happen

But an intelligent man like you would know that to live in an unrealistic hope is a very foolish way to spend a life. - Lena Gray

The whole art of life is knowing the right time to say things.

Happiness is in our own hearts. I have no regrets of anything in the past. Im totally cheerful and happy, and I think that a lot of your attitude is not in the circumstances you find yourself in, but in the circumstances you make for yourself.

I was the big, bossy older sister, full of enthusiasms, mad fantasies, desperate urges to be famous, and anxious to be a saint - a settled sort of saint, not one who might have to suffer or die for her faith.

I have been luckier than anyone I know or even heard of. I had a very happy childhood, a good education, I enjoyed working as a teacher, journalist and author. I have loved a wonderful man for over 33 years, and I believe he loves me, too.

Ive had a good life, full of more success and happiness than I ever expected.

I thought it must be desperate to be old. To wake up in the morning and remember that you were ancient - and so behave that way. I thought old people were full of aches and pains and horrible illnesses.

If you woke up each morning, and immediately dwelt on your ills, what sort of a day could you look forward to?

I was lucky enough to be fairly quick at understanding what was taught, but unlucky enough not to be really interested in it, so I always got my exams but never had the scholars love of learning for its own sake.

The great thing about getting older is that you become more mellow. Things arent as black and white, and you become much more tolerant. You can see the good in things much more easily rather than getting enraged as you used to do when you were young.

I have been lucky enough to travel a lot, meet great people in many lands. I have liked almost everyone I met along the way.

My brother married young, and his is the best marriage I know.

I am a big, confident, happy woman who had a loving childhood, a pleasant career, and a wonderful marriage. I feel very lucky.

When I was teaching Latin in girls schools before I became a writer, I didnt much like it if parents would come in and say, Well have less of the Ovid and Virgil and more of the grammar, please. After all, I was the one in charge. Thats how I feel about doctors. You should trust them to do their job properly.

We are all the heroes and heroines of our own lives. Our love stories are amazingly romantic our losses and betrayals and disappointments are gigantic in our own minds.