She cared about him too much, and he was a dangerous person to love. He wouldn't love her back. — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
“No matter how it felt to be near him, she had to keep her swollen heart in check.” — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
She hadn't chosen the brave life. She'd chosen the small, fearful one. — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
She wondered again about her inclination to wish for things that made her so deeply unhappy. — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
He tricked himself into thinking that she would look into his eyes and remember, that love would conquer all. — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
“She wasn’t comfortable with the term boyfriend even when she did have one, and she hated everybody knowing her private business.” — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
She wasn't as destructive as Bee. She had never been as dramatic. Rather, she'd slipped carefully, stealthily away from her ghosts. — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
She was supposed to be putting her life together right now, and all she could seem to do was throw grenades at… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
she never showed girly weaknesses like cellulite or crushes. she never lingered on injustices committed against her. — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
She kept walking. The very small, brave part of her brain knew that this would be her one chance. If she turned… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
“Finally, she was doing something. She didn't know what, exactly, but action always suited her better than waiting around.” — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
She wondered if maybe tragedy was what it took to make your heart capable of admitting a new member. — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
She felt like parts of her soul were missing, had left her body long ago. It had happened not in Greece three… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
She'd cried over a broken heart before. She knew what that felt like, and it didn't feel like this. Her heart felt… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
She was still waiting for him to come back to her, even though he wasn't going to. She was still holding out… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
“It was endlessly tricky being in the know. It was a state Carmen had a achieved with a certain bravado, but she… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
She glared at him, feeling the old frustration. Sometimes in his presence she felt the deepest connection to him, and other times… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
Once Paul told her that the beach was like him because it changed every day but it never made any progress. Later… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
Lena always described how she dreaded and mourned things before they even happened. Carmen was beginning to suspect that she was permitting… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
“She was never going to be the kind of person who didn't stick out in all directions. To want it was the… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
Carmen sat up when she heard a familiar trill from her computer. It was an instant message from Bee. Beezy3: Packing. Do… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
She must have sensed she never really had him. That was a sadness of hers, he knew. — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
“She was so much softer then, so much more willing to fall in love, or believe she was.” — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
She had willed her heart to stay small and contained, but it wouldn’t be. Oh, well. — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
She liked the life she had. She loved habits. She craved a day with nothing in it, a long, quiet stretch of… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
“d it was true she experienced even the strongest pleasures and poignancies down pretty deep. They tended not to make it all… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
She was alive, and they were dead. She had to try to make her life big. As big as she could. She… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
All the things she planned to feel, the way she planned to look and seem, the appropriate things she planned to say.… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
So far, she’d been her usual lame self: solitary and routine-loving, carefully avoiding any path that might lead to spontaneous human interaction.… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
“She was becoming the person she'd be for her whole life. Each thing she chose contributed to that person. She didn't want… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
Lena knew she had spent too much of her life in a state of passive dread, just waiting for something bad to… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
She wasn’t sure if he wanted more from her or if he wanted less. Maybe it was both. Maybe it was always… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
Polly was pretty good at dieting, all right, but she was beginning to wonder whether you ever lost the parts of your… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
She was astonished, and at the same time she knew. There were many things in life like that. You couldn’t imagine it,… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
Knowing where she was in the world, even if he never touched her, gave him a deep satisfaction, and he half despised… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
“Because the truth wouldn't be comforting and wouldn't bring them closer again.” — Ann Brashares Copy Share
“When she made her way to the big picture window that framed the dining room table she froze. She stopped breathing. The anger was… — Ann Brashares Copy Share
“Lena remembered herself in all the old familiar things they said. She existed in her friends; there she was. All the parts of herself… — Ann Brashares Copy Share
“but it was hard to give the real world much notice when he was this close.” — Ann Brashares Copy Share
“You don't have time, Len. That is the most bitter and the most beautiful piece of advice I can offer. If you don't have… — Ann Brashares Copy Share
Gestating characters feels something like the mental equivalent of gestating a baby. In both cases, to create them you lose yourself. Or at least… — Ann Brashares Copy Share
The weather turned. Her skin seemed to grow a million extra pores, and all of them opened to take in the warmth and tenderness… — Ann Brashares Copy Share
“No matter how it felt to be near him, she had to keep her swollen heart in check.” — Ann Brashares Copy Share
Maybe happiness was just a matter of the little upticks- the traffic signal that said "Walk" the second you go there- and downticks- the… — Ann Brashares Copy Share
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