David Nicholls
David Nicholls
David Alan Nichollsis an English novelist and screenwriter...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth30 November 1966
mean phones competition
This is me.’" He handed her the precious scrap of paper. ‘Call me or I’ll call you, but one of us will call, yes? What I mean is it’s not a competition. You don’t lose if you phone first
night phones years
For his thirtieth birthday he had filled a whole night-club off Regent Street; people had been queuing on the pavement to get in. The SIM card of his mobile phone in his pocket was overflowing with telephone numbers of all the hundreds of people he had met in the last ten years, and yet the only person he had ever wanted to talk to in all that time was standing now in the very next room.
taken hands phones
I still find it absurdly difficult to concentrate on a novel if there's a phone or computer to hand; I have taken to locking them outside the room like noisy pets.
painfully time
I would never complain about 'One Day' taking off, but it made me painfully self-conscious for a long time.
baby mean wish
I tell you what it is. It's...when I didn't see you, I thought about you every day, I mean every day in some way or another -" "Same here -" "- even if it was just 'I wish Dexter could see this' or 'where's Dexter now?' or 'Christ, that Dexter, what an idiot', you know what I mean, and seeing you today, well, I thought I'd got you back - my best friend. And now all this, the wedding, the baby - I'm so happy for you, Dex. But it feels like I've lost you again.
thinking my-best-friend want
I want my best friend back, she thinks, because without him nothing is good and nothing is right.
fun night imagine
Imagine staying awake all night not because you're worried about the future but because it's FUN
joy courses
And of course there is always joy in witnessing the joy of others
men limits reaching
She was reaching the limits of how much its possible to change a man
new-day today
Today. This bright new day that awaits us
reality thinking
I think reality is over-rated
running walks
Dont run before you can walk
mind speak
In the future, I'll be braver, she told herself. In the future, I will always speak my mind, eloquently, passionately.
tape letters too-much
Letters, like compilation tapes, were really vehicles for unexpressed emotions and she was clearly putting far too much time and energy into them.