Quotes from Cecelia Ahern

Benjamin je promatrao Elizabeth kako hoda. Nije ju poznavao onoliko dobro koliko je htio, ali imao je dojam da mu je dopustila da u?e u njezin život više nego ostalima. I on je u?inio isto. Razgovarali su dovoljno puta da vidi koliko su sli?ni. Gledao ju je kako se razvija i mijenja i sad se napokon smirila. Zurio je u krajolik kojem se Elizabeth tako dugo divila i prvi put u godinu dana koliko je tu, otvorio je o?i i uistinu ga doživio.

NO. For someone to win, somebody else must lose. For that person to have won they must have lost something in the first place. The irony of justice is that the feelings that precede it and those which fruit from it are never fair and balanced. Not even justice itself is perfect.

maybe we just keep missing each other

When I was younger, I always did it for half an hour a day. Why, sometimes I believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast.

Time can't be given. But it can be shared.

ÎnÈ›eleg cât de apropiate sunt fericirea È™i tristeÈ›ea. Atât de strâns legate. Separate de o linie atât de fin? care în mijlocul emoÈ›iilor tremur?, trecând linia de demarcaÈ›ie în teritoriul opus.

He was too detached from the family to start trying in one evening to check himself into a place where there was currently no vacancy.

I feel happy. I want to enjoy this feeling and revel in my good fortune but there's something niggling at me in the back of my mind. There's a little voice whispering to me, "Things are too perfect." It almost feels like the calm before the storm.

It was how a person felt in that state and why they were in that state that was the important thing.

the pile of personal problems in their inboxes grew higher.

Supongo que es más fácil ver la salida cuando uno mismo ha conseguido salir del laberinto.

Sami gradimo svoje sutra

She was tired hugging pillows, counting on blankets for warmth, and reliving romantic moments only in her dreams. She was tired of hoping that everyday would hurry so she could get on to the next. Hoping that it would be a better day, an easier day. But it never was.

Her definition of cheating and his was always different.

To je samo papir, ali zapravo nije. To su samo rije?i, ali zapravo nisu. Mi smo ovdje samo nakratko, a papir ?e nas sve nadživjeti; on ?e vrištati, vikati, urlati, pjevati naše misli, osje?aje, jade i sve ono što u životu ina?e prolazi neizre?eno. Ovaj ?e papir poslužiti kao glasnik njihovim najmilijima, oni ?e ga ?itati i ?uvati; rije?i iz živog uma, živog srca. Rije?i zna?e život.

Yang kupelajari adalah tidak ada cara tepat untuk berduka, tidak ada cara yang salah maupun benar.

nobody's life is filled with perfect little moments. And if they were, they wouldn't be perfect little moments. They would just be normal. How would you ever know happiness if you'd never experienced downs?

Home is not a place. It is a feeling.

Maybe it's wrong to deprive people of that experience, this experience of you I'm having. Maybe I didn't want to share you.

Sometimes I have to stop pretending I'm interested in what she's saying in order to realize that I actually am interested.

Who ever needs to know what people say about them behind their backs?

He's losing himself, he doesn't like what he's becoming. It's not him. Not who he wants to be.

When it comes to my memory there are three categories; things I want to forget, things I can't forget, and things I'd forgot I'd forgotten until I remember them.

Allies. I like that. Even with me locked in this room on my own, I have allies. It makes me feel like a soldier. A prisoner of war.