Цитаты из книги A Dangerous Crossing

‘I shall remember my trip to the Pyramids for the rest of my life.’

'I would be lying if I said I was happy. But I am at peace.'

‘You must stop mistaking appetite for desire and desire for love.'

She lets her body tell her what it wants– to let go, to feel enfolded, to feel desired and wanted and, just for this moment in time, loved.

They’re going home, she thinks. And the idea is somehow shocking, that this foreign, unknowable place must, to them, represent all that is familiar.

‘I want nothing to do with you. Nothing. I wouldn’t see you again if you were the last man on earth.’

I know he can be very charming when he chooses to be, but he collects vulnerable people like other men collect butterflies.’

‘I feel like I’ve crossed half the world only to go back in time.’

They have that anxious, expectant look of people hoping for the best but preparing for the worst.

And their silence is a balloon that swells painfully inside her and leaves her gasping for breath.

How many bars can they sit in, how much champagne can they drink, before they grasp it’s still just them, the same two people they were before they left England?

"...and yet my body feels to be closing down, slowing, until I am like those creatures you have in the garden. Black and disgusting. How do you call them? Yes, slugs, that’s right. My body is like a slug.’

In every relationship there is a lover and a beloved. It’s just my beastly luck to be the one who is loved and not the other way round.

-'Rupert was just that sort of man. He loved being in love too much.’ -‘But why couldn’t he have stayed in love with his wife?’

For practically my whole life I’ve been defined by the men who have wanted me. But men aren’t going to keep looking at me for very much longer, and then what? What will be the point of me?’

‘Rest assured, my love, you will have a front- row seat on Judgement Day.’

Lily feels as though she has been hollowed out like a pumpkin, her soft, pulpy insides dug out and discarded.

This is where my real life begins. Here in the Indian Ocean at the very mid- point of the world.

This voyage seems to be going on and on and I am fast losing the will to live.

Lily doesn’t like the way she is reflected back to herself in the black lenses of Eliza’s glasses, as if she is floating there in space.