“Because the truth wouldn't be comforting and wouldn't bring them closer again.” — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
“She was never going to be the kind of person who didn't stick out in all directions. To want it was the… — 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
People sometimes talk about the power of first impressions, and believe me, there is truth to it. — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
Maybe there is more truth in how you feel than in what actually happens. — 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
“Maybe the truth is there's a little bit of loser in all of us you know, being happy isn't having everything in… — 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