“when life gives you lemons, say, "yeah I like lemons, what else ya got"?” — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
“I wondered if I was an error of God's planning that would be fixed at the end of my life.” — 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
As a writer, you live in such isolation. It's hard to imagine your book has a life beyond you. — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
I think pants have unique qualities, especially in a woman’s life. Whatever bodily insecurities we have, we seem to take out on… — 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
“Together or apart, no matter ow far apart, we live in one anther. We go n together.” — 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
Her vision of the world under the water represented a beautiful stillness, a version of heaven. It was the lost city of… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
Relief is a short-lived emotion, passive and thin. The agony of doubt disappears, leaving little memory of how it really felt. Life… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
You have been with me from the very first life. You are my first memory every time, the single thread in all… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
“That was her life's challenge. Not to shy away from the pain. Not to deny it, but rather to take it on.… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
It was like a dream you might have after death in which lost people came back to life, your friends loved you… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
“Lena felt like a child. Worse than a child and less valuable. She felt like a mouse. No, smaller than a mouse… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
“...he had found the courage once in his life to seize a chance at love from a person who knew how to… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
“She'd never felt about anyone the way she'd felt about him. Not even close. She knew that when she got old it… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
Maybe you think you’ll be entitled to more happiness later by forgoing all of it now, but it doesn’t work that way.… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
Those were the people who made her something, and without them she was different. She'd held on to them and to that… — 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
“Lena, listen to me, okay? We don't have much more time here. You are in love. I've never seen anything like this… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
Honesty was a tough customer... Once you started allowing yourself some honesty, it couldn't easily be contained or limited to one part… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
“Maybe happiness didn’t have to be about the big, sweeping circumstances, about having everything in your life in place. Maybe it was… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
“Maybe happiness didn't have to be about the big, sweeping circumstances, about having everything in your life in place. Maybe it was… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
“...Alice kept thinking about that passage from one part of life to another. She kept thinking, Is this it? Will I know… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
Every life I start with her, my original sin. I know myself through her. — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
“If you are distant and misanthropic, selfish or cruel, you will find yourself alone in life and death.” — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
Life isn't just fair. It's just fairer than death, that's all. -William Goldman — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
Parents were the only ones obligated to love you; from the rest of the world you had to earn it. — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
“It was so hard to live the right kind of life, even if you knew what it was.” — 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
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
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
Healing wasn’t always the best thing. Sometimes a hole was better left open. Sometimes it healed too thick and too well and… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
Carmen hated the 'life is too short" rationalization. She thought it was one of the lamer excuses in the history of excuse-making.… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
“Maybe happiness didn't have to be about big, sweeping circumstances, about having everything in your life in place. Maybe it was about… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
“When you open yourself to somebody, when you feel these thing that you feel, well, what do you do? You can try… — 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
