Aoife Quotes

Aoife, in her dreams, makes a noise like a friendless harmonica. ~ David Mitchell

I could hunker down by myself and listen closely to mixes, but then to be able to have a sounding board of peers to get advice and feedback. ~ Aoife O'Donovan

Titles are for small people to feel important, and Master makes me sound as if I'm planning world domination ~ Aoife Clifford

It's not a morbid thing, but I think I've never been afraid of death, which is maybe why I love writing about it. ~ Aoife O'Donovan

I've always wanted to be thrown into the ocean when I die - to be rowed out to sea and thrown overboard into the Atlantic. ~ Aoife O'Donovan

I don't believe the sickest people that I meet throughout my day at work are in the business of having outlandish desires, either. I don't think they are staring at the square-tiled ceiling of the intensive-care unit and dreaming of being an astronaut or an explorer. I don't think they're holding the hand of their wife and thinking, "I hope we win the lottery and become rich." Perhaps I am wrong, but I think they are, for the most part, simply hoping they will get to be a part of life again. They are hoping for all the things we take for granted every day: the ability to breathe by yourself, to get out of bed, to sit on a toilet or lie in a bath. To swallow your food and choose what you want for breakfast. To walk out into the world and appreciate all its beauty, or complain about the weather - but to have that choice. ~ Aoife Abbey

He's no kind of gentleman.
That's all right. I'm no kind of lady. ~ Caitlin Kittredge

Maybe when I die and I'm thrown overboard, I'll turn into a mermaid. ~ Aoife O'Donovan

Same if you had a bad show, it just rolls off you more easily. ~ Aoife O'Donovan

I breathed in for a moment, letting his scent of leather and cigarettes and boy calm my ragged breathing. ~ Caitlin Kittredge

I really am planning on living to be 100. People ask, "Why are you so depressed?" I'm actually a very happy person. ~ Aoife O'Donovan

Five years later, I take a deep, shuddery breath to stop myself crying. It's not just that I can't hold Aoife again, it's everything: It's grief for the regions we deadlanded, the ice caps we melted, the Gulf Stream we redirected, the rivers we drained, the coasts we flooded, the lakes we choked with crap, the seas we killed, the species we drove to extinction, the pollinators we wiped out, the oil we squandered, the drugs we rendered impotent, the comforting liars we voted into office - all so we didn't have to change our cozy lifestyles. ~ David Mitchell

Niten drew in a deep shuddering breath and the air was suffused with the delicate odor of green tea.
"And Tsagaglalal ... "
"Yes, Father?"
Prometheus closed his eyes. "Tell Niten to find Aoife and ask her the question. Tell him ... tell him she will say yes. ~ Michael Scott

You might not be riding high on a great show for as long because you didn't have people to share the joy with. ~ Aoife O'Donovan

You smell pretty tasty.
Just what every girl wants to hear. ~ Caitlin Kittredge

It's not that I literally believe in magic or spirits. In my logical life I absolutely don't believe in any kind of mumbo jumbo. But I do have this belief in the greater magic of the universe. ~ Aoife O'Donovan

Aoife…" his voice scratched, sure he was dreaming and not standing in front of the girl he'd loved at six.

And then at twelve.

And at eighteen and every year in between.

The girl who had broken his soul apart at twenty-two.

Memories like a kaleidoscope swept through his vision, he didn't have one childhood memory that didn't involve Aoife.

The girl he'd loved before he knew what it was to love a person as deeply as he had. ~ V. Theia

I love the idea of birds having human qualities ... I think all humans want to be birds so we can fly. ~ Aoife O'Donovan

Knees just about buckled out from under him.

Aoife here in his church.

What was God doing to him?

The first girl he'd kissed.

The girl he'd climbed trees with and jumped over streams for because she wanted him to capture her a frog.

The same girl he hid from her brothers and protected her from her drunk father.

The same little girl who would sneak into his house and to sleep in his bed when she was scared of thunderstorms.

The girl who took all his firsts and gave him hers.

The girl he'd worshipped and fucked and lost all in the same year.

And the same woman who had walked away from him and married someone else. ~ V. Theia

I've always been fascinated by flight and the freeness of birds. ~ Aoife O'Donovan

When relatives and friends grieve for their loved ones, they grieve for that patient: who they were and what they meant to their lives. When doctors find themselves unexpectedly ambushed by grief over the death of a patient, I think it is often for another reason. Yes, it is because that person could be our child, our friend, our brother, but it is often because that life didn't follow the rules of whatever vague, illogical structure we use to hold together our shaky universe. It is because they remind us of how little we can really control. ~ Aoife Abbey

The songs came from a more solitary place and I hadn't played them with many people before recording. So I just added the layers of people who are in my life, and built up the songs. ~ Aoife O'Donovan

Mist swirled and the Spartoi closed in on the defenseless Niten. Lightning fast, one lashed out at him, catching him a blow on the thigh, and he fell to the bridge with a grunt of pain. He lay flat on his back, looked up at the lizard-like creatures and realized that he was going to die. The immortal felt just the vaguest pang of regret: He had always wanted to die in his beloved Japan and he had made Aoife promise that if he fell in some foreign country or shadowrealm, she would bring his body back to Reigando in the southwest of his country. But Aoife was gone. He would never be able to fulfill his promise to rescue her. And he would never rest in his home soil. ~ Michael Scott

The small Japanese immortal sat cross-legged, his two swords resting flat on the ground before him. He folded his hands in his lap, closed his eyes and breathing through his nose, forcing the chill night air deep into his chest. He held it for a count of five, then shaped his lips into an O and blew it out again, puncturing a tiny hole in the swirling fog before his face.
Even though he would never admit it to anyone, Niten loved this moment. He had no affection for what was to come, but this brief time, when all preparations for battle were made and there was nothing left to do but wait, when the world felt still, as if it was holding its breath, was special. This moment, when he was facing death, was when he felt completely, fully alive.
He'd still been called Miyamoto Musashi and had been a teenager when he'd first discovered the genuine beauty of the quiet moment before a fight. Every breath suddenly tasted like the finest food, every sound was distinct and divine, and even on the foulest battlefields, his eyes would be drawn to something simple and elegant: a flower, the shape of a branch, the curl of a cloud.
A hundred years ago, Aoife had given him a book as a birthday present. He hadn't had the heart to tell her that she'd missed his birthday by a month, but he had treasured the book, the first edition of The Professor by Charlotte Bronte. It included a line he had never forgotten: In the midst of life we are in death. Years later, he'd heard Ghandi tak ~ Michael Scott

I don't care about lasting. I just want right now. ~ Caitlin Kittredge

You're a monster that mothers threaten children with and you're still touchy as an ugly girl in a pretty dress. ~ Caitlin Kittredge

When I sang the line, 'Songs about Old Ireland.Songs about being young again.I wish I was young again,' twice people cried. I saw them. ~ Aoife O'Donovan