Quotes from Ann Brashares

I did the searching and remembering, she did the disappearing and the forgetting.

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.

Live, laugh, love. When you can feel someone else's pain and joy as if it's your own, thats when you know you really love them - Tina Lowell

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.

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

When you remembered to forget, you were remembering. It was when you forgot to forget that you forgot.

Your problem isn't the problem, it's your attitude about the problem.

I was supposed to write a romantic comedy, but my characters broke up.

Time is what keeps things from happening all at once.

She went around with a broken heart, and she wasn't sure who'd broken it. She thought it was herself, mostly.

What can I say? I'm obsessed. And as we all know obsessed girls can't be held responsible for our actions.

you remember what is lost, and you forget what's right in front of you.

Do not spoil what you have by desiring what you have not.

She thought she was independent and strong, but she got one small taste of love and she was hungrier than anyone. She was ravenous.

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.

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.

Life isn't just fair. It's just fairer than death, that's all. -William Goldman

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.

She knew whose love she doubted. It wasn't her parents' and it wasn't her friends: It was her own.

He loved her for being so beautiful, and he hated her for it. He loved how she put shiny stuff on her lips for him, and he also reviled her for it. He wanted her to walk home alone, and he wanted to run after her and grab her up before she could take another step.

The ocean was the best place, of course. That was what she loved most. It was a feeling of freedom like no other, and yet a feeling of communion with all the other places and creatures the water touched.

How many times could you give up on someone you loved?

Sometimes you couldn't face the sadness of being forgotten until you felt the comfort of being remembered again.

It was wrong. But it was worth it.