Quotes from Ann Brashares

Why couldn't it belong to him anymore? Why couldn't he belong to it? Because he gave it up. He held on to himself, and he threw the other things away.

Finally, she was doing something. She didn't know what, exactly, but action always suited her better than waiting around.

Love who you love while you have them. That's all you can do. Let them go when you must. If you know how to love, you'll never run out.

Together or apart, no matter how far apart, we live in one another. We go on together.

how could he wait until midnight?

Some girls couldn't stand being alone. Bridget was different. She went to movies, restaurants, even parties by herself. She loved her three friends above all other things, but she'd rather be alone than cling to people she didn't care about.

It was so hard to live the right kind of life, even if you knew what it was.

Maybe happiness didn't have to be about big, sweeping circumstances, about having everything in your life in place. Maybe it was about stringing together a bunch of small pleasures.

For nine years Paul had not called her by her name. She had always been Shorty or Kid or You to him since she was twelve. It wasn't until her first night working as a waitress at the yacht club that Alice realized this

Whenever you did something because "life is too short not to," you could be sure life would be just long enough to punish you for it.

She wished she could swap her days for her nights, her reality for her dreams. Were you allowed to change from one side to the other?

She could understand and analyze and predict the exact outcome of her crazy, self-destructive behavior and then go ahead and do it anyway.

She could sit here and cry for as long as she liked. She could crawl under the desk. She could run around in the parking lot. She could live big. She could make herself to do things that were hard. She could.

The notorious after-date phone call. If a guy called within three days, he liked you. If he waited a week, that meant he didn't have any better options and was probably just trying to get lucky. If he didn't call at all, well, that-was obvious.

Sometimes I see it as a tricky mountain pass beween two valleys. Other times, it's like perilous straits connecting two lands. Partly it's the fear of the trip itself, I think, but partly it's the fear that won't be able to get back. I'll turn around and the cloud will have settled over the mountaintop. Or the waters will have risen and shifted, and there will be no way home.

We are masters of the unsaid words,                               but                     slaves of those we let slip out.              Ã¢â'¬â€Winston Churchill

You couldn't count on Providence for anything ever.

God often gives nuts to toothless people.              Ã¢â'¬â€Matt Groening

Maybe you think you'll be entitled to more happiness later by forgoing all of it now, but it doesn't work that way. Happiness takes as much practice as unhappiness does. It's by living that you live more.

She had that frustrating dreamlike confusion of racking her brain for the answer then forgetting what the question was. There was a question, wasn't there?

Her private soul read like a poster by her little sister.

Pourquoi toutes les mères étaient-elles si impatientes que leurs filles aient un petit ami ? Comme si la vraie vie ne commençait qu'avec les garçons.

She existed in her friends; there she was. All the parts of herself she'd forgotten. She knew herself best when she was with them.

There are two kinds of people in the world. The kind who divide the world into two kinds of people and the kind who don't.