Richard Hart Quotes in What Was She Thinking?: Notes on a Scandal
Chapter 6 Quotes
But then, I always wonder, what must it be to have a beautiful body? A body that you don’t want to escape? Several years ago, when Jennifer and I went to Paris together for a weekend break, we saw a woman dancing on the bar at a little bistro in Montmartre. She was very pretty and very, very young. All the men in the place were dribbling slightly. It was a silly thing really, but just for a moment, as I watched them watch her, I remember feeling that I would give anything—be stupid, be poor, be fatally ill—to have a little of her sort of power.
The man in front of me at the checkout laid his purchases on the conveyor belt with a terrible, shy precision: a jar of instant coffee; a single kaiser roll with a smudge of dirt on its hard crust; a tin of tuna; a large jar of mayonnaise; two boxes of Kleenex. I thought of the casually extravagant meal that I had just eaten at the Harts’. They surely never shopped at overpriced, unhygienic little supermarkets like this one. No, they would take advantage of their economies of scale and make jolly family expeditions to the flagship Sainsbury’s.
[…] For a second, I had an impulse to shout at the man in LoPrice—to tell him that I was not like him at all, that I had friends. […] How deluded I was! But how happy!
Chapter 8 Quotes
That was how I felt about Sheba’s household. When I walked to my car at the end of an evening spent there, I would have to fight the childish instinct to whirl around and check that the house was still standing—that it hadn’t disappeared into the ether, like some fairy illusion. Later, as I lay in bed, I would try to imagine the Harts settling down for the night: each family member journeying to and from the bathroom—the swoosh of toothbrushes, the shouts up and down the staircase, the yelps of laughter, and then the noise slowly dying out until the only sounds in the house were the murmur of bedsheets and the flup flup of book pages being turned. Sooner or later, I always grew incredulous. This was all make-believe, wasn’t it? Surely the family ceased to exist when I wasn’t there?
Chapter 11 Quotes
It wasn’t just the dreadful folly of Sheba’s actions—the squalor of what she was now involved in—that upset me; it was the immense duplicity that she had so casually revealed. We had spoken of the deceit that she had been practising on Richard, on her children, on the school, even. But nothing had been said by either of us about her deceit of me.
[…] Slowly, however, as the cigarettes and the Swiss roll dwindled, my rage began to evaporate. […] She hadn’t meant to hurt me. Evidently she had wanted to tell me from the start. […]
Sheba is my friend, I told my reflection. She needs me now. Portia sat on the side of the tub, observing my teeth-brushing with her usual hauteur. I spat and rinsed, and put on my cold cream. Who else will help her, if I don’t?
Chapter 16 Quotes
“There are no lies in there, Sheba. There’s nothing in there that you didn’t tell me yourself.”
She made a strange, guttural noise of exasperation. “You’re mad! How did I never see it before? You’re mad! You really believe this stuff is the truth. You write about things you never saw, people you don’t know.”
“Well, that’s what a writer does, Sheba.”
“Ohhh, you’re a writer now?” She began to laugh. I lunged forward to get at the manuscript, but she danced away again, holding it high above her head.
[…] :All this time, you’ve been pretending to be my friend and what you’ve really wanted is, is material […]. Those awful things you write about my family,” she went on. “About Richard. How much you must hate us! I suppose that’s the spinster’s consolation, isn’t it? Examining the machineries of other people’s marriages and pointing up the flaws.”
When [Sheba] spoke again, her voice was low and menacing. “You have such delusions of grandeur, don’t you? It’s fascinating. You actually think you’re somebody. Listen. Let me tell you something. You’re nothing. A bitter old virgin from Eastbourne. You aren’t fit to shine Richard’s shoes.”



