I love her. I need her. I gave away everything I had for her. I just wanted her to know me. — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
Polly was pretty good at dieting, all right, but she was beginning to wonder whether you ever lost the parts of your… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
She spilled rice on my knee, and she smiled. I wanted her to spill a thousand things on me, lava, acid, bricks,… — 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
Alice suspected Paul couldn’t really picture his father, just like she couldn’t picture Paul when he was away. Maybe that was the… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
But there were times when you felt miserable and you wanted to feel better, and other times when you felt miserable and… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
He wanted to take his love back from her so badly. The old techniques didn’t work anymore. In fact, they’d never worked.… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
A part of her wanted to tell him she still loved him, and that even though this love was hopeless and long… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
She wanted him to see all of her and also none of her. She wanted him to be dazzled by the bits… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
He took her hand and they started walking toward the baggage claim. They didn't say anything to each other. They swung their… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
How sad it was, Carmen thought, that you acted awful when you were desperately sad and hurt and wanted to be loved.… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
She wasn’t sure if he wanted more from her or if he wanted less. Maybe it was both. Maybe it was always… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
She got tired of herself. She got tired of not being able to say what she wanted or do what she wanted… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
She closed her eyes. "I didn't know that. i didn't know anything. It scares me the things I told myself. But I… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
He loved her for being so beautiful, and he hated her for it. He loved how she put shiny stuff on her… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
It wasn't just that Lucy wanted to help him. She wasn't as selfless as that. She was madly attracted to him. She… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
The rules took a while to sort out. Lena and Carmen wanted to focus on friendship-type rules, stuff about keeping in touch… — 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
