Cecelia Ahern
Cecelia Ahern
Cecelia Ahernis an Irish novelist since 2004. She has published several novels and contributed a number of short stories to various anthologies...
NationalityIrish
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth30 September 1981
CityDublin, Ireland
CountryIreland
dream memories people
This house isn't mine anymore, but the memories are; the memories can't be sold. The building that housed my once-upon-a-time dreams stands for someone else now, as it did for the people before us, and I feel happy to let it go. Happy that I can begin again, anew, though bearing the scars of before. They represent wounds that have healed.
yesterday waiting today
For the yesterdays and todays, and the tomorrows I can hardly wait for - Thank you.
army fighting hollies
Holly's theory about the army," Sharon explained. And what is it?" Denise asked, intrigued. Oh, that fighting for peace is like screwing for virginity.
peace fighting foxholes
Oh, that fighting for peace is like screwing for virginity.
worry tonight tomorrow
Tonight I'm happy. I will worry about tomorrow when tomorrow comes. But I'm getting there...
morning generosity tree
Time cannot be packaged and ribboned and left under trees for christmas morning.Time can't be given.But it can be shared
love-is thinking uzbekistan
Maybe love is thinking that every time your partner does or says something mundane that you want to start a Mexican wave from here to Uzbekistan in utter delight.
lost-everything lost ifs
We haven't lost everything, if we haven't lost our hope.
long enough term
I'd tried enough to know that anything long term wasn't going to work.
divorce light people
When something tragic has happened, you'll find that you, the tragicee, become the person that has to make everything comfortable for everyone else.... As a tragicee and future divorcee, you'll also find that people will question you on the biggest decisions you've ever made in your life as though you hadn't thought about them at all before – as though, through their twenty questions and dubious faces, they're going to shine light on something that you missed the hundredth time around during your darkest hours.
walks
Alone or not, you gotta walk forward.
growing-up real heart
I love it here in Boston and I love studying medicine. But it’s not home. Dublin is home. Being back with you felt like home. I miss my best friend. I’ve met some great guys here, but I didn’t grow up with any of them playing cops and robbers in my back garden. I don’t feel like they are real friends. I haven’t kicked them in the shins, stayed up all night on Santa watch with them, hung from trees pretending to be monkeys, played hotel, or laughed my heart out as their stomachs were pumped. It’s kind of hard to beat that.
morning thinking elephants
And that is how Goodwin problems were always fixed. Fix them on the surface but don't go to the root, always ignoring the elephant in the room. I think that morning was when I realized I'd grown up with an elephant in every room of my life. It was practically our family pet.
party soul
I was the life and she was the soul of every party.