His entired life bundled into wenty refuse sacks. His and her memories bundle away in Holly's mind. Each item unearthed dust, tears,… — Cecelia Ahern Copy Share 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… — Cecelia Ahern Copy Share Image
So many objects, so many memories. Each was being labelled and packed away in bags just as it was in her mind.… — Cecelia Ahern Copy Share Image
On the other hand, she was a women with a million happy memories, who knew what it was like to experience true… — Cecelia Ahern Copy Share Image
It's not the job of this town to make me feel happy. It's not this town´s fault that I don't feel I… — Cecelia Ahern Copy Share Image
It's funny how people mark their lives, the benchmarks they choose to decide when the moment is more of a moment than… — Cecelia Ahern Copy Share Image
Memories were fine but you couldn't touch them, smell them or hold them. They were never exactly as the moment was, and… — Cecelia Ahern Copy Share Image
I don't want to be one of those easily forgotten people, so important at the time, so special, so influential, and so… — Cecelia Ahern Copy Share Image
“Don't worry, nothing speaks louder than a lifetime of regret and self-loathing.” — Cecelia Ahern Copy Share Image
“Edith says that there are some people in the world that don't you all the time or play games but they still love you.… — Cecelia Ahern Copy Share Image
“Ruby: How nice for you all. How is the wonderfully helpful Ursula? Rosie: Wonderfully helpful. Yesterday she told me I had problems discussing my… — Cecelia Ahern Copy Share Image
“If you can't put magnolia on a wall then there are always a million other colors you can use, if you can't pay your… — Cecelia Ahern Copy Share Image
As the rain falls and the sun shines, they grow, grow, grow; minds so open, they go through life aware and accepting, seeing light… — Cecelia Ahern Copy Share Image
Her best friend was gone and nobody understood that no amount of makeup, fresh air or shopping was going to fill the hole in… — Cecelia Ahern Copy Share Image
Alex: Rosie, I wanted you to be the first person to no that I’ve decided to become a heart surgeon! Rosie: Cool, does it… — Cecelia Ahern Copy Share Image
Holly's theory about the army," Sharon explained. And what is it?" Denise asked, intrigued. Oh, that fighting for peace is like screwing for virginity. — Cecelia Ahern Copy Share Image
“Fairy tales are such evil little stories for young children. Every time I’m in a mess I expect a long-haired posh-speaking man to come… — Cecelia Ahern Copy Share Image
I always pushed myself. Whenever I felt I needed to stop, I made myself run faster. — Cecelia Ahern Copy Share Image
I always take a story that's kind of out there, like an urban myth. I take some possibility that people imagine, that they are… — Cecelia Ahern Copy Share Image
