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You forget your victories, but you remember the losses.

Ann Brashares

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Ann Brashares
Age: 57
Born: 1967
Born: July 30
Film Writer
Novelist
Writer
City of Alexandria
Virginia
Victories
Losses
Victory
Loss
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She got tired of herself. She got tired of not being able to say what she wanted or do what she wanted or even want what she wanted.
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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.
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I think pants have unique qualities, especially in a woman’s life. Whatever bodily insecurities we have, we seem to take out on our pants.
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I did love her. I've loved her from the first time I saw her.
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Bridget cried for the leavers and the left. For the people, like herself, grimly forsaking what precious gifts they would ever get.
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There are some people who fall in love over and over.
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And I thought about the color and I realized what blue it was. It was the soft and changeable, essential blue of a well-worn pair of pants. Pants = Love
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Show me a girl with her feet planted firmly on the ground and I'll show you a girl who can't put her pants on. -Annik Marchand
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She remembered me.' This was his worst weakness, his most toxic drug.
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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.
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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.
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She'd cried over a broken heart before. She knew what that felt like, and it didn't feel like this. Her heart felt not so much broken as just ... empty. It felt like she was an outline empty in the middle. The outline cried senselessly for the absent middle. The past cried for the present that was nothing.
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The present no matter what I brought couldn’t change the past. The Past was set and sealed.
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But then she hadn’t just learned to love this summer – she had also learned how to need.
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Wish for what you want, work for what you need. -Carmen's grandmother
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As much as I'm drawn to writing about teenage girls, I like the idea of having the freedom to branch out and write about different ages, for different ages.
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Lena knew she had spent too much of her life in a state of passive dread, just waiting for something bad to happen. In a life like that, relief was as close as you got to happiness.
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It was wrong. But it was worth it.
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As the three of them walked home from the trees, nobody needed to say it, but Ama knew. They had questioned their friendship. They had searched and wondered, looking for a sign. And all along they'd had their trees. You couldn't wear them. You couldn't pass them around. They offered no fashion advantage. But they had roots. They lived.
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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.
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