#bridget

I think that's the whole point of Bridget Jones. It's all about that it's okay to fail. ↗

— Hugh Grant

#bridget #bridget jones #fail #i #i think

The basis of my own addiction, I know, is my simple human need for Darcy to get off with Elizabeth. Tom says football guru Nick Hornby says in his book that men's obsession with football is not vicarious. The testosterone-crazed fans do not wish themselves on the pitch, claims Hornby, instead seeing their team as their chosen representatives, rather like parliament. That is precisely my feeling about Darcy and Elizabeth. They are my chosen representatives in the field of shagging, or, rather, courtship. I do not, however, wish to see any actual goals. I would hate to see Darcy and Elizabeth in bed, smoking a cigarette afterwards. That would be unnatural and wrong and I would quickly lose interest. ↗

— Helen Fielding

#men

I'm glad you escaped, Kyra," Fred said, looking serious again. "And that I found you." "Me too," Kyra said, glancing up at him. "It wouldn't have been much of a life trying to live in the dumbwaiter." Fred leaned down and kissed Kyra full on the lips. Kyra pulled away. "How do you know I'm interested in you? Just because you've decided I'm worth hanging around for doesn't mean I feel the same way." Fred cocked his head at her. "Really?" "Oh, okay," Kyra said. Then she kissed him back. ↗

— Bridget Zinn

#fred #humor #kyra #poison #romance

All Bridget Jones did was give us a word for it - singleton - which was the worst possible thing. ↗

— Daisy Donovan

#bridget jones #did #give #jones #possible

Must I go bound while you go free Must I love a manwho doesn't love me Must I be born with so little art As to love a man who'll break my Heart ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#love #love-hurts #art

Oh, what is brighter than the light? What is darker than the night? What is keener than an axe? What is softer than melting wax? Truth is brighter than the light, Falsehood darker than the night. Revenge is keener than an axe, And love is softer than melting wax. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#bridget #burning-bright #light #poetry #riddle

One minute you're closer to someone than anyone in the whole world, next minute they need only to say the words 'time apart', 'serious talk' or 'maybe you...' and you're never going to see them again and will have to spend the next six months having imaginary conversations in which they beg to come back, and bursting into tears at the sight of their toothbrush. ↗

— Helen Fielding

#diary #love #mark-darcy #relationship #love

On a Tuesday they were wed And by Friday they were dead And they buried them in the churchyard side by side, Oh, my love, And they buried them in the churchyard side by side. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#love

There are two kinds of people in this world. The kind who divide the world into two kinds of people and those who don't. ↗

— Ann Brashares

#bridget #carmen #summer