Quotes from Cecelia Ahern

I believe you, Tamara, I just don't believe it.

We don't often remember how we meet, we mostly remember how we part.

Sometimes it would be easier to be a human if there weren't other humans.

everybody, every single person, has a story to tell. Every single ordinary person has an extraordinary story. We might all think that we are unremarkable, that our lives are boring, just because we aren't doing ground-breaking things or making headlines or winning awards. But the truth is we all do something that is fascinating, that is brave, that is something we should proud of.

We're not in this life just to work, we're in it to live.

hundreds of butts in piles on the ground to mark the spot, their lives sucked out of them by their users in panicked distressed frenzy, their souls floating around the insides of lungs while their outsides were dropped, stamped on and deserted

Quizá no deberíamos ser tan miedosos y sensatos cuando se trata de alcanzar nuestras metas. - Alex Stewart.

The stress of it all. How the hell are we expected at the age of sixteen (and seventeen, in your case) to decide what we want to do for the rest of our lives? Right now all I want to do is get out of school, not start planning to get into another one. You're lucky you've always known what you want to do.

and a suitcase of memories.

One thing of great importance can affect a small number of people. Equally so, a thing of little importance can affect a multitude. Either way, a happening — big or small — can affect an entire string of people. Occurences can join us all together.

You can run and run as fast and as far as you like but the truth is, wherever you run, there you are.

She grabbed all her clothes from her wardrobe and flung them across the room, screaming her head off until she finally felt sane again. Perhaps tomorrow she would buy those cats. (Holly)

Be patient and tough ; someday this pain will be useful to you .

They're seeing each other for the first time, two complete strangers, unable to take their eyes off each other. It is the moment his life splits; who he was before he met her and who becomes after.

My eyes move from side to side. I try to focus but I can't. I know why I'm here and I don't know why I'm here. I understand, and then I don't. I think it's fair, and then I don't. I wish I'd never done what I did, and then I'm glad I did. I want to scream, but I don't.

Dad was more into last impressions than first ones, which makes his death all the more symbolic.

It's the extras that make life." "That make life what?" she whispered. He smiled. "That make life." Elizabeth swallowed the lump in her throat. "That's it?" Ivan smiled. "What do you mean, that's it? How much more can you get than life, how much more can you ask for than life? That's the gift. Life is everything, and you haven't lived it properly until you believe.

She also wants the freedom to be able to act as she deems appropriate, without fearing or dreading the feedback, the sensing the disapproval and disappointment. Of always letting him down. Of having to check herself. She doesn't want any more cold air between them, but mostly she doesn't like to have to second-guess herself at a job that she knows she's more than capable of doing.

Life's kind of like a painting. A really bizzare, abstract painting. You could look at it and think that all it is, is just a blur. And you could continue living your life thinking that all it is, is a blur. But if you really look at it, really see it, focus on it, and use your imagination, life can become so much more.

How can a place be a home if no one wants you there? This is not a home.

It's not his job to mind her, or is it? Perhaps that's a job he's given himself, placing himself in a position of importance for his own ego.

I prefer this version of me, yet I became this way because I lost him. If I ever had the power to undo everything, I wouldn't want to unravel who I've become.

To borrow means to take and use something belonging to someone else and then eventually return it.

You keep thinking about all the bad things that might happen all the time. Eventually you begin to make them happen. Are you aware of the laws of attraction?...If you think life is crap, life will be crap.