“So often this summer I keep thinking: I know I'm holding back. I know I'm waiting. I know I'm afraid to go… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
I'm afraid of time... I mean, I'm afraid of not having enough time. Not enough time to understand people, how they really… — 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
“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
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
The happiness at getting what you want is not usually commensurate with the worry leading up to it. — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
“Sometimes I see it as a tricky mountain pass beween two valleys. Other times, it's like perilous straits connecting two lands. Partly… — 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
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
“Because the truth wouldn't be comforting and wouldn't bring them closer again.” — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
“¿Iban a sumirla en la tristeza antes de hacerla feliz? No, por favor.” — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
“but it was hard to give the real world much notice when he was this close.” — 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 don't have… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
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 Image
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 Image
