Tamara Goodwin has always got everything she's ever wanted. Born into a family of wealth, she grew up in a mansion with its own private beach, a wardrobe full of designer clothes, a large four poster bed complete with a luxurious bathroom en-suite. She's always lived in the here and now, never... read more
When spoilt brat Tamara Goodwin's dad dies, her affluent lifestyle goes downhill, but her emotional life takes a decided upturn. As ever, Cecelia Ahern's naively charming life lessons come with a liberal sprinkling of magic, this time in the shape of a diary that writes itself - the fairy-tale... read more (warning: may contain spoilers)
“The word grief comes from the old French word grève which means heavy burden. The idea is that grief weighs you down with sorrow and all the other emotions.”Tamara
“They just thought living in the country was having a bad effect on me. But I’d been trampled on like a plant that has been crushed underfoot but not killed, and just like the plant I’d no choice but to grow in a different direction than I had before.”Tamara
“Maybe love is thinking that every time your partner does or says something mundane that you want to start a Mexican wave from here to Uzbekistan in utter delight.”Tamara
“There’s a pride in building something up, working hard to achieve something. But it shouldn’t have been his manhood that increased with each new success, it should have been his heart. His success was like the witch in the ‘Hansel and Gretel’ fairy tale: it fed him for all the wrong reasons, fattening him in all the wrong places. Dad deserved his success, he just needed a masterclass in humility.”Tamara
“Nobody who says as little as he does, is as simple as you'd think. It takes a lot not to say a lot,because when you're not talking, you're thinking, and he thinks a lot.”Tamara
You shouldn’t try to stop everything from happening. Sometimes you’re supposed to feel awkward. Sometimes you’re supposed to be vulnerable in front of people. Sometimes it’s necessary because it’s all part of you getting to the next part of yourself, the next day.Highlighted by 24 Kindle customers
And then I felt sorry for God because I understood how it must be frustrating for him. He offers people a helping hand, but it often gets pushed away. People always want to help themselves first.Highlighted by 17 Kindle customers
I wondered if my watching him from the armchair is what it’s like to be God, if there is a God. He sits back and sees the big picture, just as I could see that if the bluebottle just moved up a few inches, he’d be free. He wasn’t really trapped at all, he was just looking in the wrong place.Highlighted by 17 Kindle customers
I used to think that it was better to have too much than too little, but now I think if the too much was never supposed to be yours, you should just take what you need and give the rest back. That way, you never have to give back the things you love.Highlighted by 13 Kindle customers
Sometimes we have absolutely no idea where we are, so we need the smallest clue to show us where to begin.Highlighted by 9 Kindle customers
What if, what if, what if . . . What if we knew what tomorrow would bring? Would we fix it? Could we?Highlighted by 9 Kindle customers
It intrigues me how death, so dark and final, can shine a light on the character of a person.Highlighted by 8 Kindle customers
Looking back on it, I realize the best way to make me appreciate anything was probably not to have given me everything.Highlighted by 8 Kindle customers
Hope like that, as I thought before, doesn’t make you a weak person. It’s hopelessness that makes you weak.Highlighted by 7 Kindle customers
It takes a lot to not say a lot, because when you’re not talking, you’re thinking, and he thinks a lot. My mum and dad talked all the time. Talkers don’t think much; their words drown out any possibility of hearing their subconscious asking, Why did you say that? What do you really think?Highlighted by 5 Kindle customers
Chapter One - Field of Buds
Chapter Two - Two Bluebottles
Chapter Three - The Beginning Began
Chapter Four - The Elephant in the Room
Chapter Five - Grève
Chapter Six - The Bus of Books
Chapter Seven - I Want
Chapter Eight - Secret Garden
Chapter Nine - A Long Goodbye
Chapter Ten - Stairway to Heaven
Chapter Eleven - Where There's Smoke
Chapter Twelve - The Writing on the Wall
Chapter Thirteen - Bouncing Castle
Chapter Fourteen - One o'Clock
Chapter Fifteen - Things You Find in a Pantry
Chapter Sixteen - Total Abstraction
Chapter Seventeen - Possessed
Chapter Eighteen - RIP
Chapter Nineteen - Purgatory
Chapter Twenty - The Housewife in the Pantry with the Cocoa Powder
Chapter Twenty-One - K is for...Kangaroo
Chapter Twenty-Two - Dark Room
Chapter Twenty-Three - Breadcrumbs
Chapter Twenty-Four - Dreams About Dead People
Chapter Twenty-Five - Little Girl
Chapter Twenty-Six - What We Have Learned Today
This novel is about a female teenager who is very relatable, and the magical mystery is very appealing. There are scenes of smoking and drinking, implied sex, and some bad language as well as intense confrontations and lives in danger.
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