I love that blurry place where life’s transitions are made without you even knowing it.— Ann Brashares
The most mind-blowing Ann Brashares quotes that will activate your desire to change
You couldn't erase the past. You couldn't even change it. But sometimes life offered you the opportunity to put it right.
He wanted to take his love back from her so badly.
The old techniques didn’t work anymore. In fact, they’d never worked. How do you stop loving someone? It was one of the world’s more brutal mysteries. The more you tried, the less it worked.
When you feel someone else's pain and joy as powerfully as if it were your own, then you know you really loved them.
When your about to criticize someone walk a mile in thier shoes, that way when you criticize them you're a mile away from them and you have their shoes
When she is happy, she can't stop talking, when she is sad she doesn't say a word.
Maybe the truth is, there's a little bit of loser in all of us.
Being happy isn't having everything in your life be perfect. Maybe it's about stringing together all the little things.
Your problem isn't the problem, it's your attitude about the problem.
Love is like war; easy to begin, hard to end.
I look back on my 20s. It's supposed to be the prime of your life, the most vital, the most beautiful. But you're making your critical decisions and sometimes your most critical mistakes.
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.
The problem is not the problem. The problem is your attitude about the problem. Got that? -Coach Brevin
The path of your life can change in an instant.
A loving soul was always more beautiful over the long haul, but actual prettiness was fleeting.
I'm afraid of time... I mean, I'm afraid of not having enough time. Not enough time to understand people, how they really are, or to be understood myself. I'm afraid of the quick judgements or mistakes everybody makes. You can't fix them without time. I'm afraid of seeing snapshots, not movies.
Today is the tomorrow we worried about yesterday.
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
It was hard to feel the right emotions at the right times.
They didn’t come at all when you set a place for them, and they sacked when you weren’t ready, when you were just innocently flossing your teeth, for example, or eating a bowl of cereal.
People sometimes talk about the power of first impressions, and believe me, there is truth to it.
Parents were the only ones obligated to love you; from the rest of the world you had to earn it.
One must have a good memory to keep the promises one has made.
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.
Please don't judge me too much until you are older and know more things.
(Spoken from mother to daughter)
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.
Daniel?" "Yes." "Did you ever think we were meant not to be together?" "No. We are meant to be together. We are just meant to want it very badly.
She perched on her windowsill, gazing at the lurid sun soaking into the Caldera, trying to appreciate it even though she couldn’t have it. Why did she always feel she had to do something in the face of beauty?
There was nothing new in sitting on this dock, on this or that wooden bench, watching for his boat to come. In some ways, she was always waiting for him.
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
No matter how far back you cut a willow tree, it will never really die.
My household is, in a nice way, very busy.
We forgive and forget. At least I forgive and he forgets.
They were here all at once, but not together.
Survival took self-absorption, and it made them strangers with nothing to do and no way to relate. Emergencies gave you a shape and a plot to take part in, while death was no story at all. It left you nothing.
Life isn't just fair. It's just fairer than death, that's all. -William Goldman
Try, reach, want, and you may fall. But even if you do, you might be okay anyway. If you don't try, you save nothing, because you might as well be dead.
Love made you admire funny things about a person, like how good she was at remembering to return her library books and at slicing cucumbers very thin. She was a veritable wonder at pulling a splinter out of her foot.
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 the normally experienced them.
Please believe him. Keep your heart open to him. He can make you happy. He has always loved you, and you once loved him with all your heart.
Don't talk to me. I'm tired and grumpy and I'll probably make fun of you.
It was like a dream you might have after death in which lost people came back to life, your friends loved you again no matter what you had done, and your failures were unaccountably forgiven.
She wondered if maybe tragedy was what it took to make your heart capable of admitting a new member.
Tibby sat on the outside of a group of kids in the film program.
There was a lot of dark clothing and heavy footwear, and quite a few piercings glinting in sunlight. They had invited her to sit with them while they all finished up their lunches before film seminar. Tibby knew that they had invited her largely because she had a ring in her nose. This bugged her almost as much as when people excluded her because she had a ring in her nose.
I did the searching and remembering, she did the disappearing and the forgetting.
Sometimes it is a relief to be invisible
Exactly! We run or we lose ourselves in something, somebody, anything to try and ease our pain.
It took the real thing to show you the size of your delusions.
She'd loved him as much as he'd let her. More than he'd let her.
I allowed myself to suffer how jarringly destructive the present feels and how fragile the past.
There was one thing Bridget like about guys. They took insults well.
What happened to me by myself felt partly dreamed, partly imagined, definitely shifted and warped by my own fears and wants. But who knows? Maybe there is more truth in how you feel than in what actually happens.
The dreams weren’t as pleasing when they had no chance of coming true