Her Name Was Rose Quotes

“If I evaporated from this earth at this moment no one would really notice.”
― Claire Allan, Her Name Was Rose

“But when I said my back was aching, my ankles swelling, he tutted. Accused me of ruining the day. Accused me of not caring about the baby. Told me we never should have even considered having a family in the first place. I felt Jack kick and wriggle in my stomach and he asked was there still time to get an abortion? We could tell everyone it was a miscarriage. I pleaded with him to stop. I told him I was sorry. I lied. I lied and told him I loved him and I loved our baby and I carried on painting even though my pregnant belly ached, and my ankles hurt and my head pounded and I wanted to cry.”
― Claire Allan, Her Name Was Rose

“All I needed was for him to love me. Me. The real me. The me I was before we met. The me I thought was a good person. A nice person. I know I was never going to change the world. I didn’t have any standout talents. Finding the cure for cancer wasn’t in my destiny. But I believe I was good. I was kind. I was pretty in my own way. I was funny in my own way. I was caring. I”
― Claire Allan, Her Name Was Rose

“He still says he loves me, but he has killed any love I had for him over the years. And I did love him once. I loved him with all my heart. I can’t believe I was ever so stupid. When everyone is jealous of me, I want to scream at them not to be. That it’s not what it seems. I wonder, sometimes, how they can’t see it. The way he controls everything. The way he grips my arm a little too tightly. The way he is always there. Always. He’ll pick me up from nights out – or worse still, invite himself along and everyone loves him. Of course they do. The charming, bestselling author. And he’s good looking. Although it’s true that the more you know a person the more it affects how you see them. I don’t see him as handsome any more. I don’t see him as sexy. I hate him.”
― Claire Allan, Her Name Was Rose

“Watching the sea never ceased to ground me. It was unchangeable. It was constant. Whatever happened - whatever seasons came and went, whatever way the wind blew, whatever was going on in the world, whatever was going on in the lives of the people who walked along the shores - the waves always just did what they did best. They came and went.”
― Claire Allan, Her Name Was Rose

“He had been in control, always. He had pulled the strings and I had danced. He had cut the strings and I had fallen - just as he must have known I would.”
― Claire Allan, Her Name Was Rose

“He was good. He had talent to burn. I wanted to tell everyone about him - about his writing.”
― Claire Allan, Her Name Was Rose

“He was good he had talent to burn. I wanted to tell everyone about him - about his writing.”
― Claire Allan, Her Name Was Rose

“We talked about all sorts of everything and nothing.”
― Claire Allan, Her Name Was Rose

“True love or obsession? Where does one end and the other begin? Was the line blurred, or just so fine that the slightest nick would allow one to spill into the other?”
― Claire Allan, Her Name Was Rose

“Colour marked her funeral just as I imagine it marked her life”
― Claire Allan, Her Name Was Rose

“Does Heaven have wifi”
― Claire Allan, Her Name Was Rose

“You won’t ever be the same, and parts will always hurt, but this doesn’t have to define you for the rest of your life.”
― Claire Allan, Her Name Was Rose

“We reached for the button for the ground floor together. Laughed – that little polite laugh people do in these situations.”
― Claire Allan, Her Name Was Rose

“reached out and touched his forearm, the bare skin warm beneath my touch. I fought the urge to close my eyes and breathe in the moment as a fizz of something – lust maybe – shot right to my core.”
― Claire Allan, Her Name Was Rose

“Those were our happiest days, strange as it sounds. When we were struggling a little bit. When our world was small – contained.”
― Claire Allan, Her Name Was Rose

“Through fat fingers and numb thumbs,”
― Claire Allan, Her Name Was Rose