Quote

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.

Cecelia Ahern

Change background

T
T
T

Change font

TAGS & TOPICS

Cecelia Ahern
Age: 43
Born: 1981
Born: September 30
Novelist
Screenwriter
Television Producer
Writer
Dublin city
Every
Ones
Seemingly
Something
Inside
Underneath
Loved
Settings
Impossible
Setting
Beautiful
Tasks
Sometimes
Ugly
Heart
Perfection
Thing
Prove
Strived

More quotes by Cecelia Ahern

Image
Time cant be given. But it can be shared.
Cecelia Ahern
Image
Nice is OK when it's among other things but never when it stands alone
Cecelia Ahern
Image
what a luxury it was for people to hold their loved ones whenever they wanted
Cecelia Ahern
Image
One must not speak of such things. One is still scarred from that experience.
Cecelia Ahern
Image
people who say its a long story, mean it's a stupid short one that they are too embarrassed and couldn't be bothered to tell
Cecelia Ahern
Image
.. 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.
Cecelia Ahern
Image
Somewhere along the way, without me even noticing, I grew up Alex. For once, I couldn’t take advice from anyone around me about what I should or shouldn’t do. I couldn’t go running to mum and dad and I can’t compare my marriage to anybody else’s, we all follow our own rules.
Cecelia Ahern
Image
That somehow dreams are a blurred line between here and there, like a meeting room in a prison. You’re both in the same room, yet on different sides and really, in different worlds.
Cecelia Ahern
Image
It's like my garden, love. Everything grows. Including love. And with that growing everyday how can you expect missing her to ever fade away? Everything builds, including our ability to cope with it. That's how we keep going.
Cecelia Ahern
Image
It's not about finding Mr Right, or that sort of conventional ending, but I do want my characters to have hope - and that's what I do with all my stories.
Cecelia Ahern
Image
I can’t even think about what life “could have been” like in Boston, without crying. It’s like deja-vu, I don’t think me and Boston were ever meant to be.
Cecelia Ahern
Image
My box bedroom can only fit a bed and a wardrobe but it was my whole world. My only personal space to think and dream, to cry and laugh and wait until I became old enough to do all the things I wasn't allowed to do.
Cecelia Ahern
Image
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.
Cecelia Ahern
Image
Always a chancer, always lucky, he'd fall into a river and come out dry, with fish in his pockets.
Cecelia Ahern
Image
Every single time you crossed over for me and met me on my side. I realize now, I don't think I ever met you in the middle. And I don't think I ever once said that you for that.
Cecelia Ahern
Image
I write human stories. I write about people. Not as a product of their environment. But from the stance that everybody is made of the same thing.
Cecelia Ahern
Image
That was other thing i hated about kids they always said th exact things that deep dpwn you already knew, would never admit, and most certainly never wanted to hear.
Cecelia Ahern
Image
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.
Cecelia Ahern
Image
Yesterday was a closed book, tomorrow, however, was another story.
Cecelia Ahern
Image
I don't want to be one of those easily forgotten people, so important at the time, so special, so influential, and so treasured, yet years later just a vague face and a distant memory.
Cecelia Ahern