You thought you had the choice to stay still or move forward, but your didn't. As long as your heart kept pumping an your blood kept blowing and your lungs kept filling, you didn't. The pang she felt for Tibby carried something like envy. You couldn't stand still for anything short of death, and God knew she had tried.
Ann BrasharesLena 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 BrasharesYou couldn't erase the past. You couldn't even change it. But sometimes life offered you the opportunity to put it right.
Ann BrasharesYou get older and you learn there is one sentence just four worlds long and if you can say it to yourself it offers more comfort than almost any other. It goes like thisโฆ Ready โ โReady.โ โAt least I tried.
Ann BrasharesShe 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.
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