"But even in her laughter was something missing. She never seemed to be truly happy; she just seemed to be passing time till she waited for something else. She was tired of just existing; she wanted to live. But what was the point in living when there was no life in it. These questions went through her mind over and over again till she reached the point of not wanting to wake up front her dreams that felt so real."

Cecelia Ahern: PS: I love you, p. 115