Ann Brashares
Ann Brashares
Ann Brashares is an American writer of young adult fiction. She is best known as the author of The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants series...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionYoung Adult Author
Date of Birth30 July 1967
CityAlexandria, VA
CountryUnited States of America
way certain
All my life, everybody has seen me a certain way. What do you see?
mean knowing way
I mean putting yourself out there in the way of overwhelming happiness and knowing you're also putting yourself in the way of terrible harm. I'm scared to be this happy. I'm scared to be this extreme.
way looks feels
All the things she planned to feel, the way she planned to look and seem, the appropriate things she planned to say. None of them came to pass.
feelings way trouble
You could feel things or you could find a way to shut down. But once you were feeling things, you couldn’t decide exactly what to feel. That was the trouble with letting them in at all. They made a mess of the place.
looks way expected
Love didn't necessarily look the way you expected it to.
haunting afar way
The most haunting thing was not that he didn't love her anymore. She could have accepted that eventually. The most haunting thing was that he did. He loved her from afar. He loved her in a way that was preserved in time, that couldn't be sullied. And she tended it in her careful, curatorial way.
nice way busy
My household is, in a nice way, very busy.
ideas way world
I love the idea of fictional worlds kind of all cohering in some way.
agony law way
What made you feel that stomach-churning agony for one person and not another? If Bridget were God, she would have made it against the law for you to feel that way about someone without them having to feel it for you right back.
love-you people way
You just have to let people love you in the way they can
waiting way docks
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.
brave brain would-be
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.
Can you make yourself love? Can you make yourself loved? -Lena Kaligaris
hair would-be body
I knew her hair and her coloring and her shapes would be different next time, but the way she wore her body would keep on.