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
morning silly missing
I wake up in the morning and I feel like I’m missing something. I know that there’s something not right, and it takes me a while to remember what it is . . . then I remember. My best friend is gone. My only friend. It was silly of me to rely so much on one person.
taken perfect care
Truth is, something that I thought was perfect was taken away from me, and I never wanted perfect again. I wanted middle of the road, stuff I didn’t care about so that I couldn’t lose anything I really loved ever again.
goodbye love-you hello
you will always be my favorite hello and hardest goodbye. P.S. i will always love you
growing-up worry would-be
She wanted to be irresponsible, she wanted to be looked after, to be told that she didn't have to worry about a thing and that someone else would take care of everything. How easy life would be without having grown-up problems to worry about. And then she could grow up all over again...
nice stand-alone
Nice is OK when it's among other things but never when it stands alone
running thinking rushing
Perhaps I’ve been rushing my whole entire life, jumping into things headfirst without thinking them through. Running through the days without noticing the minutes.
new-beginnings pursuit
To new beginnings. To the pursuit of...somethingness.
hate soul lines
There's a fine line between love and hate.Love frees a soul and in the same breath can sometimes suffocate it.
wall pain fall
When you drop a glass or a plate to the ground, it makes a crashing sound. When a window shatters, a table breaks, or a picture fall of the wall, it makes noise. But as for your heart, when that breaks, it's completely silent... and you almost wish there was a noise to distract you from the pain.
years want aim
Aim for what u want and the year will all make a sense.
i-love-you class luxury
You gotta be rich to be insane, Hol. Losing your mind is not a luxury for the middle class.
alive my-one-and-only endless
Life... It's a great and terrible and short and endless thing. None of us come out of it alive.
gratitude love-you college
"What is it with people these days?" he hisses... "In my day, something just was. None of this analysis a hundred times over. None of these college courses with people graduating with degrees in Whys and Hows and Becauses. Sometimes, love, you just need to forget all of those words and enroll in a little lesson called 'Thank You.'"
taken long wonderful
She had been given a wonderful gift: life. Sometimes it was cruelly taken away too soon, but it's what you did with it that counted, not how long it lasted.