Cecelia Ahern
Cecelia Ahern
Cecelia Ahernis an Irish novelist since 2004. She has published several novels and contributed a number of short stories to various anthologies...
NationalityIrish
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth30 September 1981
CityDublin, Ireland
CountryIreland
fall cry chin-up
Chin up, don’t smile, don’t cry, don’t fall, walk.
sick fool jelly
Love can change us beyond recognition, we become love-sick, soft-eyed jelly-bellied fools.
sarcasm extremely-funny form
You know, sarcasm is the lowest form of wit.' 'And yet it is still extremely funny.
people life-is comes-and-goes
That's what life is about: People come and go.
numbers mind age
Age is just a number, not a state of mind or a reason for any type of particular behaviour.
believe miracle chemicals
If miracles had chemical equations then everyone would believe.
mean thinking balance
I have found that the many imbalances within our individual lives result in an overall more worldly balance. What I mean is that no matter how unfair I think something is, I need only look at the bigger picture to see how, in a way, it fits... however impossible it is to understand it or see it at the time.
numbers wrong-number sometimes
Sometimes wrong numbers are the right numbers
thinking outcomes would-be
How else do you think life happens? A series of coincidences and occurrences have to happen somehow. Our lives all crash and collide and you think there's no reason or rhyme to it? If there wasn't any reason for it all, what would be the point? Why do you think anything happens at all? There is an outcome, repercussions and occurrences to everybody you meet and everything you say.
dream thinking space
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.
lists filling bigger
In truth, we're all just pottering, filling the time that we have here, only we like to make ourselves feel bigger by compiling lists of importance.
garden missing everyday
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.
sorry fall eye
Her eyes, mostly cast downward, occasionally flicker upwards to meet his before falling again. She is apologetic for everything, as always, constantly saying sorry to the world, as though as her very presence offends.
men closets barbecue
I don't know why men like to barbecue so much. Maybe its the only thing they can cook. Or maybe they're just closet pyromaniacs.