There was one thing Bridget like about guys. They took insults well. — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
When there is nothing, there is the possibility of everything. — Ann Brashares Funny Copy Share Image
I was supposed to write a romantic comedy, but my characters broke up. — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
What you leave behind is the people you loved. You leave yourself in them. — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
Your problem isn't the problem, it's your attitude about the problem. — Ann Brashares Attitude Copy Share Image
“His power over her was limited, because she didn't love him.” — Ann Brashares Heart Copy Share Image
“The forgetting and having to remember again was the very worst part.” — Ann Brashares Forgetting Copy Share Image
Maybe there is more truth in how you feel than in what actually happens. — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
“She was becoming the person she'd be for her whole life. Each thing she chose contributed to that person. She didn't want… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
Bridget's anger evaporated and the sadness came back. The anger was easier. She owned and contolled it, whereas the sadness owned her. — Ann Brashares Anger Copy Share Image
“Yeah. You know what I think?" What?" So intense was Tibby, she had practically shoved the phone into her ear cavity. She… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
I'm not going anywhere without you. We're swimming to China together. And if the worst happens, I'm dying with you before I'm… — Ann Brashares China Copy Share Image
“Mattie felt sympathy and judgement growing together. They didn't cancel each other out.” — Ann Brashares Growing together Copy Share Image
She wondered again about her inclination to wish for things that made her so deeply unhappy. — Ann Brashares Heart Copy Share Image
Particularly beautiful people were like particularly funny-looking people, though. Once you know them you mostly forgot about it. — Ann Brashares Beautiful Copy Share Image
“They were here all at once, but not together. Survival took self-absorption, and it made them strangers with nothing to do and… — Ann Brashares Self absorption 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 Challenge Copy Share Image
If you ever meet a guy and you fall in love with him, but because of some weird genetic mutation he doesn't… — Ann Brashares Dress Copy Share Image
They were here all at once, but not together. Survival took self-absorption, and it made them strangers with nothing to do and… — Ann Brashares Death Copy Share Image
“Why couldn't it belong to him anymore? Why couldn't he belong to it? Because he gave it up. He held on to… — Ann Brashares Mind Copy Share Image
“But now he held her. He forgot to worry as much about waking her up. She turned her body to his, eyes… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
“You broke up with him," a combination Effie-Carmen voice in her head reminded her. "But that didn't mean you were allowed to… — Ann Brashares Love Copy Share Image
Because she was raw and uncertain, and she liked to keep all the messy parts of herself to herself. ... As much… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
So far, she’d been her usual lame self: solitary and routine-loving, carefully avoiding any path that might lead to spontaneous human interaction.… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
She got under the covers and put her arms around the bag. She could smell Tibby. It used to be she couldn't… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
I hated motorcycles. I said to my mother, 'I'll never get a motorcycle.' And she said, 'You never know what you'll want… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
“There was something about a wedding. No matter how much you put into it, you could always put in more. There was… — 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
People left a lot of things behind when they went in the water. Their clothes, their stuff, their makeup, their fixed-up hair,… — 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 Art of life Copy Share Image
He took her in his arms right away. "I'm so sorry," he murmured in her ear. He rocked her, saying it over… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
Ruins stood for what was lost, and yet there were beautiful-peaceful, historic, intellectual. Not tragic or regrettable. Lena tried to keep hers… — Ann Brashares Beautiful Copy Share Image
Can you make yourself love? Can you make yourself loved? -Lena Kaligaris — Ann Brashares Love Copy Share Image
you remember what is lost, and you forget what's right in front of you. — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
