David Nicholls
David Nicholls
David Alan Nichollsis an English novelist and screenwriter...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth30 November 1966
four littles twenties
you feel a little bit lost right now about what to do with your life, a bit rudderless and oarless and aimless but that's okay that's alright because we're all meant to be like that at twenty-four.
flower water why-not
Their friendship was like a wilted bunch of flowers that she insisted on topping up with water. Why not let it die instead?
happened
So - whatever happened to you?' 'Life. Life happened.
thinking world language
You start out wanting to change the world through language, and end up thinking it's enough to tell a few good jokes.
wall writing cells
The true writer, the born writer, will scribble words on scraps of litter, the back of a bus tickets, on the wall of a cell.
morning night these-days
These days the nights and mornings have a tendency to bleed into one another.
thinking trying facts
…and you smile back and try not to think about the fact that you have nothing, absolutely nothing, to say to each other.
regret hate thinking
I love that sound,' he mumbled into her hair. 'Blackbirds at dawn.' 'I hate it. Makes me think I've done something I'll regret.
comforting bad-food
…surprised all over again at how very comforting very bad food can be.
fall soul emma
…and Emma felt another small portion of her soul fall away.
writing sleepovers wasting-time
She made a firm resolution, one of the resolutions she was making almost daily these days. No more sleepovers, no more writing poetry, no more wasting time. Time to tidy up your life. Time to start again.
effort energy decent
Being a decent human being will require effort and energy…
remember-you remembers-you remember
We're not ourselves, are we? I'm certainly not myself, not anymore. And you're not either. You don't seem yourself. Not as I remember you.
speak
She shouldn't speak her thoughts; nothing good ever came of speaking your thoughts.