Ann Brashares

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Wear them, they will make you brave.
- Ann Brashares
Collection: Brave
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There are two kinds of people in this world. The kind who divide the world into two kinds of people and those who don't.
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Collection: Funny
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Lena was an introvert. She knew she had trouble connecting with people. She always felt like her looks were fake bait, seeming to offer a bridge to people, which she couldn't easily cross.
- Ann Brashares
Collection: Bridges
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Today is the tomorrow we worried about yesterday.
- Ann Brashares
Collection: Birthday
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I do believe that characters in novels belong to their writers and their readers pretty equally. I've learned a lot of things about the characters I write from people who read about them. Readers expand them in ways I don't think of and take them to places I can't go.
- Ann Brashares
Collection: Believe
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You know what the secret is? It's so simple. We love one another. We're nice to one another. Do you know how rare that is? - Carmen
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Collection: Nice
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She thought she was independent and strong, but she got one small taste of love and she was hungrier than anyone. She was ravenous.
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Collection: Strong
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I always interpret coincidences as little clues to our destiny
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Collection: Destiny
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People sometimes talk about the power of first impressions, and believe me, there is truth to it.
- Ann Brashares
Collection: Believe
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I did the searching and remembering, she did the disappearing and the forgetting.
- Ann Brashares
Collection: Remember
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Besides being asked why I write about young characters, I am often asked how I write about young characters. How do I throw myself across the chasm of full adulthood to relive that period? I guess I don’t, really. Age is not so much a feature of your character, as the spot where you stand for a pretty fleeting time on the arc of your life.
- Ann Brashares
Collection: Writing
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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 grew up and the times we spent together, but they aren't us. If think they are, then we're lost, because times end and places are lost. We aren't any place or any time . . . We are everywhere.
- Ann Brashares
Collection: School
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Love is like war; easy to begin, hard to end.
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Collection: Life
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I hated motorcycles. I said to my mother, 'I'll never get a motorcycle.' And she said, 'You never know what you'll want when you are older.' After that, the thing that scared me was not so much the motorcycle itself, but that I could turn into a person who would want one. I was scared of the idea that I could become an entirely different person, a stranger to myself.
- Ann Brashares
Collection: Mother
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You forget your victories, but you remember the losses.
- Ann Brashares
Collection: Loss
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People left a lot of things behind when they went in the water. Their clothes, their stuff, their makeup, their fixed-up hair, their voices, their hearing, their sight--at least as they normally experienced them....Some people lost their individuality in the water, but Riley always felt most herself. Water was supposed to symbolize renewal, she knew, but when Riley swam, pared down, alone, and unreachable--she felt a deeper sense of who she already was.
- Ann Brashares
Collection: Makeup
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Tibby's wish would be to hold on to the idea of love even in the face of darkest doubt. Because that was the way in which she failed. Not once, but again and again.
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Collection: Ideas
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He didn't seem to realize that three excuses was as good as no excuse.
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Collection: Three
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The bottom had arrived. She crashed against it, but it brought no sense of closure or understanding. She just lay there at the bottom looking up. She knew there must be a very tiny circle of light up there somewhere, but just now she couldn’t see it.
- Ann Brashares
Collection: Light
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Let me love you, but don't love me back. Do love me and let me hate you for a while. Let me feel like I have some control, because I know I never do.
- Ann Brashares
Collection: Hate
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If you ever meet a guy and you fall in love with him, but because of some weird genetic mutation he doesn't seem to return the feeling?... Wear that dress.
- Ann Brashares
Collection: Falling In Love
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She kept walking. The very small, brave part of her brain knew that this would be her one chance. If she turned around, she would lose it.
- Ann Brashares
Collection: Brave
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She spilled rice on my knee, and she smiled. I wanted her to spill a thousand things on me, lava, acid, bricks, anything, and smile each time
- Ann Brashares
Collection: Smile
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She was alive, and they were dead. She had to try to make her life big. As big as she could. She promised Bailey she would keep playing.
- Ann Brashares
Collection: Trying
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But certain souls cohere. It's rare but possible. But it takes two powerful wills to make it so.
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Collection: Powerful
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A loving soul was always more beautiful over the long haul, but actual prettiness was fleeting.
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Collection: Beautiful
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Knowing where she was in the world, even if he never touched her, gave him a deep satisfaction, and he half despised himself for being satisfied with so little.
- Ann Brashares
Collection: Knowing
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The word friends doesn't seem to stretch big enough to describe how we feel about each other. We forget where one of us starts and the other one stops.
- Ann Brashares
Collection: Forget
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Your problem isn’t the problem, it’s your attitude about the problem.
- Ann Brashares
Collection: Attitude
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Don’t talk to me. I’m tired and grumpy and I’ll probably make fun of you.
- Ann Brashares
Collection: Fun
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She had to have faith not just in trying but in failing. Was she strong enough to fail Was she strong enough not to.
- Ann Brashares
Collection: Strong
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I did love her. I’ve loved her from the first time I saw her.
- Ann Brashares
Collection: Firsts
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I do believe that characters in novels belong to their writers and their readers pretty equally. I’ve learned a lot of things about the characters I write from people who read about them. Readers expand them in ways I don’t think of and take them to places I can’t go.
- Ann Brashares
Collection: Reading
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She knew that when she got old it would be more fun to look back on a life of romance and adventure than a life of quiet habits. But looking back was easy. It was the doing that was painful. There were plenty of things she would like to look back on but wasn’t willing to risk...
- Ann Brashares
Collection: Romance
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There were those emotions down there, and though she couldn’t quite feel them, they were strong and she feared them. It was like watching a thunderhead from high up in a plane, and though you weren’t under it, you knew how it would feel if you were. You knew you’d have to land eventually.
- Ann Brashares
Collection: Strong