I love that blurry place where life’s transitions are made without you even knowing it. — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
“Together or apart, no matter how far apart, we live in one another. We go on together.” — 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
“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
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
“...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
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 knew that when she got old it would be more fun to look back on a life of romance and adventure… — 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
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
“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
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
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
“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
“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
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
Maybe the truth is, there's a little bit of loser in all of us. Being happy isn't having everything in your life… — 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
I look back on my 20s. It's supposed to be the prime of your life, the most vital, the most beautiful. But… — 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
