Postscript Cecelia Ahern Quotes

I hate goodbyes, but hating them is never a justification to stay.

The cold, like the darkness, can become a deceptive comfort you never want to leave.

To look back, to go back, is not to be weak. It is not to reopen wounds. It takes strength, it takes courage. It takes a person who is more in control of who they are to cast a discerning, non-judgmental eye over who they once were.

Shoot for the moon and even if you miss you’ll land among the stars.

I am just a chapter in your life, there will be many more.

People can surprise you when you suffer through grief. It's not true that you discover who your friends are, but it's true to say that their characters are revealed.

Inveniam viam - I shall either find a way or make one.

You can't replace people, Paul, you'll never be replaced, but you can replace roles.

We want to control our deaths, our goodbye to the world, and if we can't control is, we can at least control how we leave it behind.

We don’t often remember how we meet, we mostly remember how we part.

I'm equally terrified by life and ecstatic to be living it at the same time.

So many things to be and not be; I am nothing, but I'm everything, yet I must, I must, I must.

I must stop feeling so deeply but I must not be numb; I must move on but I must not forget; I must be happy but not reject sadness; I must embrace but not cling; I must deal with but not dwell on; I must confront but not attack; I must eliminate but not annihilate; I must be gentle with myself but I must be strong.

I found a new and surprising strength inside of me, I found it at the bottom of a dark and lonely place, but I found it. And unfortunately, that’s where we find most of life’s treasures. After digging, toiling in the darkness and dire, we finally hit something concrete. I learned that rock bottom can actually be a springboard.

I prefer this version of me, yet I became this way because I lost him. If I ever had the power to undo everything, I wouldn't want to unravel who I've become.

Moram se prisjetiti da je svako „zbogom“ imalo svoje „zdravo“. A nema ničega ljepšeg od toga „zdravo“.

I've come to believe that at different times our lives we are drawn to certain people for various reasons, mainly because that version of ourselves is connected to that version of them at that particular time. If you stick at it, work at it, you can grow in different directions together. Sometimes you get pulled apart, but I believe there is the right person, the one, for all the different versions of yourself. Gabriel and I lived in the now. Gerry and I aimed for forever. We got a fraction of forever. And an enjoyable now and a fraction of forever is always better than doing nothing.

In one second, almost two and a half million emails are sent, the universe expands fifteen kilometres and thirty stars explode, a honey bee can flap its wings two hundred times, the fastest snail travels 1.3 centimetres, objects can fall sixteen feet, and ‘Will you marry me?’ can change a life.

Humans possess insatiable longings for wealth, status, and power, but are hungry, most of all, for love.

I experienced a great tragedy at a young age and I thought that was me done, I got it over and done with. In a world of infinite possibilities, I should have known there is no end to the loss that we can experience, but neither is there to the knowledge and growth that arises because of it and in spite of it.

In one second,almost two and half million emails are sent,the universe expands fifteen kilometers and thirty stars explode,a honey bee can flap its wings two hundred times, the fastest snail travels 1.3 centimeters,objects can fail sixteen feet. and "Will you marry me?"can change a life . Four babies are born.Two people die.

The beauty and challenge of long-term relationships is that you change and shift at different times in different directions, side by side under the same roof. Most often, these changes are subtle and you’re subconsciously adapting all the time to the constant but gentle shifting of another human being that you’re so connected to; like two shape-shifters battling to coincide, for better or worse. Remain who you are while they alter, or change with them. Inspire them to go in another direction, gently push, pull, mould, tear at, nurture. Wait.

You didn’t do anything wrong, things happened, and it’s not your fault.

Love is a tenuous, rarefied thing. Something to be prized and cherished, displayed for all to see, not hidden away in a cupboard, or to feel ashamed of.

He leaves the flat and I don’t see him for two days.

Mourners are silent but their pain is not. The wound may be internal, but you can hear it, you can see it, you can feel it. Heartbreak is carried around bodies like an invisible cloak; it adds a load, it dims eyes, it slows strides.

Maybe that’s why people come to graveyards. For more goodbyes.

But they will remember you. They’ll remember you every second of every day. They won’t be able to stop remembering you. Everything they say, everything they smell, taste, hear, absolutely everything in their lives is linked to you. In a way, you will haunt them. You will be constantly in their thoughts even when they don’t want you there, because they’ll need you gone so that they can get through, and then there are days when they’ll need you there in order for them to get through.

When he died, a piece of me did die, but a part of me was born too.

People can surprise you when you suffer through grief. It’s not true that you discover who your friends are, but it’s true to say that their characters are revealed.

Everyone seems to be afraid you’ll lose yourself, but you should consider it being him you lose as a result of doing it.

Look, it’s fine with me. She’s your daughter, I’m happy for you that this is happening, I know it’s important to you. as long as you know what you’re getting yourself into.

You can only lose what you cling to.

Shoot for the moon; even if you fail, you´ll land among the stars.

Me ei mäleta alati esmakohtumist, sageli mäletame hoopis, kuidas üksteisest lahkume.

To je samo papir, ali zapravo nije. To su samo riječi, ali zapravo nisu. Mi smo ovdje samo nakratko, a papir će nas sve nadživjeti; on će vrištati, vikati, urlati, pjevati naše misli, osjećaje, jade i sve ono što u životu inače prolazi neizrečeno. Ovaj će papir poslužiti kao glasnik njihovim najmilijima, oni će ga čitati i čuvati; riječi iz živog uma, živog srca. Riječi znače život.