Quote

She was still waiting for him to come back to her, even though he wasn't going to. She was still holding out for something that wasn't going to happen. She was good at waiting. That seemed like a sad thing to be good at.

Ann Brashares

Change background

T
T
T

Change font

TAGS & TOPICS

Ann Brashares
Age: 57
Born: 1967
Born: July 30
Film Writer
Novelist
Writer
City of Alexandria
Virginia
Going
Though
Something
Happens
Good
Stills
Like
Still
Holding
Back
Seemed
Come
Wasn
Even
Happen
Thing
Waiting

More quotes by Ann Brashares

Image
But it was smell that carried memory.
Ann Brashares
Image
She knew whose love she doubted. It wasn't her parents' and it wasn't her friends: It was her own.
Ann Brashares
Image
I'm not going anywhere without you. We're swimming to China together. And if the worst happens, I'm dying with you before I'm living without you.
Ann Brashares
Image
Because she was raw and uncertain, and she liked to keep all the messy parts of herself to herself. ... As much as Lena liked to hide the mess and display the finished product, by this point she was all mess and no product.
Ann Brashares
Image
Some things have to be believed to be seen. -Ralph Hodgson
Ann Brashares
Image
All I could think to do was love her. That's all a person can do.
Ann Brashares
Image
We forgive and forget. At least I forgive and he forgets.
Ann Brashares
Image
she never showed girly weaknesses like cellulite or crushes. she never lingered on injustices committed against her.
Ann Brashares
Image
But there were times when you felt miserable and you wanted to feel better, and other times when you felt miserable and you figured you would just keep on feeling miserable.
Ann Brashares
Image
I want to go where you're going. I'm not scared of dying. I want to stay together and come back together. You said that souls cohere. I want to stay with you.
Ann Brashares
Image
He could lose himself in her forever, he thought.
Ann Brashares
Image
I told him, though, that he better be good to you. When you came along, I said I'd share you, but I told him to remember that you're my sister. I loved you first.
Ann Brashares
Image
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
Image
Luck never gives it lends.
Ann Brashares
Image
I did the searching and remembering, she did the disappearing and the forgetting.
Ann Brashares
Image
She had never had a boy talk to her like that. There was no cover of bullshit, no flirtation, no added charm, but his look was searing. He was different from anyone she had known.
Ann Brashares
Image
Every life I start with her, my original sin. I know myself through her.
Ann Brashares
Image
There was one thing Bridget like about guys. They took insults well.
Ann Brashares
Image
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
Image
Something about giving in without a fight felt wrong.
Ann Brashares