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
heart order class
Journalism classes teach us that one must extract oneself from the story in order to report without bias, but often we need to be in the story in order to understand, to connect, to help the audience identify or else it has no heart; it could be a robot telling the story, for all anyone cares.
i-love-you class luxury
You gotta be rich to be insane, Hol. Losing your mind is not a luxury for the middle class.
falling finding love matter people
I write about emotions - falling in and out of love, finding what you want to do, no matter where you are or who you are. I think that's why people feel connected.
grieving two people
Don't mind all those people who say that you should be back to normal in a month or two. Grieving is all part of helping yourself anyway.
beautiful heart ugly-things
She strived for perfection. She loved setting herself tasks, sometimes impossible ones, to prove to her heart that underneath every seemingly ugly thing there was something beautiful inside.
expression judging people
She would make facial expressions as though she were having conversations with people in her head.They seemed to turn into debates more often than not,judging by the activity on her forehead...It was almost the conversations in her head were loud enough to fill her silence.
dream jobs memories
It's not the job of this town to make me feel happy. It's not this town´s fault that I don't feel I fit in. It doesn't matter where you are in the world, because it's about where you are in your head. It's about the other world I inhabit. The world of dreams, hope, imagination, and memories. I'm happy up here, and because of that I'm happy up there too
running hurt loneliness
.. then when the hurt goes, anger takes its place; when the anger runs out of system, loneliness steps in to take over. it's a never ending circle of emotions; every lost emotion being replaced by another.
running faster made
I always pushed myself. Whenever I felt I needed to stop, I made myself run faster.
love-is atmosphere mood
Love is not a theme. It's an atmosphere, a mood.
fall cry chin-up
Chin up, don’t smile, don’t cry, don’t fall, walk.
sick fool jelly
Love can change us beyond recognition, we become love-sick, soft-eyed jelly-bellied fools.
sarcasm extremely-funny form
You know, sarcasm is the lowest form of wit.' 'And yet it is still extremely funny.
people life-is comes-and-goes
That's what life is about: People come and go.