She thought she would know when it happened. But now, as she looked around, she wondered if it was really like that at all. Maybe it happened in a million different ways, when you were thinking of it and you weren't. Maybe there was no gap, no jump, no chasm. You didn't forget yourself all at once. Maybe you just looked around one time or another and you thought, Hey. And there you were.
Ann BrasharesMaybe 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.
Ann BrasharesMots clés happiness sisterhood bailey loser
Don't talk to me. I'm tired and grumpy and I'll probably make fun of you.
Ann BrasharesTibby cried into her soup when it finally came. "I'm scared... ," she told it. The carrots and peas made no reply, but she felt better for having told them.
Ann BrasharesLive, 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
Wear them, they will make you brave.
Ann BrasharesTibby was shaking her head.
"What?" Bailey asked.
"Nothing. Just that you suprise me every day," Tibby said.
Bailey smiled at her. "I like that you let yourself be suprised.
They were more like the grown-up dog whose family loved it but had to move to an apartment in Korea (is it Korea?) where people sometimes eat dogs.
Ann BrasharesI was supposed to write a romantic comedy, but my characters broke up.
Ann BrasharesWhy does he have to be my boyfriend? Are you inferior if you don't have a boyfriend? Why does everybody have to be in love with somebody?
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