Quotes by Cecelia Ahern

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.

Day-to-day things, the mundane, are what keeps the motor running.  How extraordinary the ordinary really is, a tool we all use to keep going, a template for sanity.

My darkest moments, my most fearful times, when faced, became my bravest.  At your weakest, you end up showing more strength; at your lowest you are suddenly lifted higher than you've ever been.  They all border one another, these opposites, and show how quickly we can be altered.

We have nonbelievers, atheists, intellects, cynicists... all kinds of what-have-yous in here tonight, but all of them want to see that fella in the tights end up with that swan girl, so she'll be able to get out of that lake.  Only with the love of one who has never loved before can the spell be broken.  Why?  Who the hell cares why?  Do you think your woman with the feathers is going to ask why?  No.  She's just going to say thank you because then she can move on and wear nice dresses and go for walks instead of having to peck at soggy bread in a stinky lake every day for the rest of her life.

"What is it with people these days?" he hisses...  "In my day, something just was.  None of this analysis a hundred times over.  None of these college courses with people graduating with degrees in Whys and Hows and Becauses.  Sometimes, love, you just need to forget all of those words and enroll in a little lesson called 'Thank You.'"

There's a lot to be said for pottering.  You know Thomas Berry said that gardening is an active participation in the deepest mysteries of the universe?  There are lessons in pottering.

Always a chancer, always lucky, he'd fall into a river and come out dry, with fish in his pockets.

More often than not, the easy decisions are the wrong decisions, and sometimes we feel like we're going backward when we're actually moving forward.

When something tragic has happened, you'll find that you, the tragicee, become the person that has to make everything comfortable for everyone else....
As a tragicee and future divorcee, you'll also find that people will question you on the biggest decisions you've ever made in your life as though you hadn't thought about them at all before – as though, through their twenty questions and dubious faces, they're going to shine light on something that you missed the hundredth time around during your darkest hours.

I just need to do something new....  I've got the big remote control of life in my hands, and I'm ready to start pushing some buttons.