When you feel someone else's pain and joy as powerfully as if it were your own, then you know you really loved them.
Ann BrasharesPolly was pretty good at dieting, all right, but she was beginning to wonder whether you ever lost the parts of your self that you wanted to lose.
Ann BrasharesShe wondered if maybe tragedy was what it took to make your heart capable of admitting a new member.
Ann BrasharesSo far, sheโd been her usual lame self: solitary and routine-loving, carefully avoiding any path that might lead to spontaneous human interaction. Lena Kaligaris
Ann BrasharesThe weather turned. Her skin seemed to grow a million extra pores, and all of them opened to take in the warmth and tenderness of the air. The sun on her face made her want to cry. Into all those millions of open pores came the sunshine, and other feelings as well. In and out. She was porous.
Ann Brashares