“Even exciting places are boring most of the time. Wars. Movie sets. Emergency rooms.” — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
“Time was moving backward, it seemed, and the future was mostly forgotten.” — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
How is it that a person could be so relieved and so disappointed, both at the same time. — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
You don't have time, Len. That is the most bitter and the most beautiful pieve of advice I can offer. If you… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
You couldn't erase the past. You couldn't even change it. But sometimes life offered you the opportunity to put it right. — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
There are going to be moments of deep, deep doubts, and you have to have faith that your initial idea was good… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
But there were times when you felt miserable and you wanted to feel better, and other times when you felt miserable and… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
“You don't have time, Len. That is the most bitter and the most beautiful piece of advice I can offer. If you… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
“Each of these moments was a pearl on a string, one prettier and more perfect than the next.” — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
“But we were in the same place at the same time in our lives, and for that alone I was inexpressibly buoyant… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
“Why not celebrate what you had had rather than spend your time mourning its passing? There could be joy in things that… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
“I'm afraid of not having enough time," she clarified. "Not enough time to understand people, how they really are, or to be… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
At the worst possible moment, the most painful, darkest moment when you can't take it anymore and you are afraid, that is… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
I killed her once and died for her many times and I still have nothing to show for it. I always search… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
We aren't in high school. We aren't really in our families and we aren't in our houses. Those are the places we… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
“There was something about a wedding. No matter how much you put into it, you could always put in more. There was… — ann brashares Copy Share Image
It’s more that I’m afraid of time. And not having enough of it. Time to figure out who I’m supposed to be…… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
“I still think about him sometimes. I dream about him too. I try to remember what he looked like. It's hard to… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
“I confess I've relived it so many times, I hardly remember it anymore. My feelings are strong enough to refract and distort… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
“You don't have time, Len. That is the most bitter and the most beautiful piece of advice I can offer. If you… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
Looking back, it was the thing in his life that shamed him the most: the times he was purposefully, calculatingly mean to… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
I'm writing this down, because it is going to be hard for me to say it. Because this is probably our last… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
People said things they didn't mean all the time. Everybody else in the world seemed able to factor it in. But not… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
“Usually by this time in the summer, we were as worn in to one another as pebbles in a riverbed. For three… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
“Ask me anything, Bailey challenged. What are you scared of? The question got out of Tibby's mouth before she meant to ask… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
He just wanted to look at her and know her life was marching along under the same arch of time and space… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
“What is it we recognize? The soul is a mysterious thing. It's no less mysterious for me, though I've seen my own… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
Age is not so much a feature of your character, as the spot where you stand for a pretty fleeting time on… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
There was a moment in between, a moment flung free in the midst of the transition, when he made contact. That was… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
The present no matter what I brought couldn’t change the past. The Past was set and sealed. — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
“Tibby, who was not fond of change, had once told Bridget that the present, no matter what it brought, couldn't change the… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
I allowed myself to suffer how jarringly destructive the present feels and how fragile the past. — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
“I felt as though the past and the future, cause and effect, patterns and connections, were a huge complicated artifice, and it… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
“Why was it that her temper and her thinking never happened at the same time? Her temper behaved like a glutton sitting… — 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
