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But even in her laughter there was something missing. She never seemed to be truly happy she just seemed to be passing time while she waited for something else. She was tired of just existing she wanted to live.
Cecelia Ahern
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Cecelia Ahern
Age: 43
Born: 1981
Born: September 30
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Dublin city
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Nice is OK when it's among other things but never when it stands alone
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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.
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The more you try to simplify things the more you complicate them. You create rules, build walls, push people away, lie to yourself and ignore true feelings. That is not simplifying things.
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I'm most happy when I am writing at night, because I need space and time to write.
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Sometimes there is only one thing left to say, P. S. I Love You.
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Memories were fine but you couldn't touch them, smell them or hold them. They were never exactly as the moment was, and they faded with time.
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Their plan had been very simple: to stay together for the rest of their lives.
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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.
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All families have their secrets, most people would never know them, but they know there are spaces, gaps where the answers should be, where someone should have sat, where someone used to be. A name that is never uttered, or uttered just once and never again. We all have our secrets.
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Slow down. Stop trying to do everything now, now, now. Hold up the people behind you for all you care, feel them kicking at your heels but maintain your pace. Don't let anybody dictate your speed.
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But where pain was, healing could come where loneliness was, new relationships could be formed where rejection was, new love could be found. It was a moment. And moments changed. She would have to live through the moment to get to the next.
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Not like a heart, which let people in without permission, held them in a special place she never had any say in and then yearned for them to remain there longer than they planned.
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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.
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