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
But will he come I just want to know what you think the odds are. Tell me what you really think." "I… — 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
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
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
Riley was quiet for a minute. She gathered her blanket all around her. "Paul always loved you, Alice. He knows I know… — 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
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
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
Daniel?" "Yes." "Did you ever think we were meant not to be together?" "No. We are meant to be together. We are… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
I sometimes think the stronger you feel about someone, the harder it is to picture their face when you are away from… — 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
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
She thought she would know when it happened. But now, as she looked around, she wondered if it was really like that… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
To write a story, I think you really have to open yourself up to the world. — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
I do believe that characters in novels belong to their writers and their readers pretty equally. I've learned a lot of things… — 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
