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If equations are trains threading the landscape of numbers, then no train stops at pi.
Richard Preston
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She wanted him to see all of her and also none of her. She wanted him to be dazzled by the bits and blinded by the whole. She wanted him to see her whole and not in pieces. She had hopes that were hard to satisfy.
Ann Brashares
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Today is the tomorrow we worried about yesterday.
Ann Brashares
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Parents were the only ones obligated to love you from the rest of the world you had to earn it.
Ann Brashares
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I'm dying with you before I'm living without you.
Ann Brashares
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I did love her. I've loved her from the first time I saw her.
Ann Brashares
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Sometimes he felt sure that the key to happiness was a poor memory.
Ann Brashares
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Maybe they would look at each other and feel some odd yearning, but neither of them would know why. They would want to stop, but they would be embarrassed, and neither would know what to say. They would go their separate ways. Who knew? Maybe that happened every day to people who'd once loved each other.
Ann Brashares
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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.
Ann Brashares
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Pain is fear, and I'm not afraid.
Ann Brashares
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some people fall in love over and over again while some people can only do it once.
Ann Brashares
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All I could think to do was love her. That's all a person can do.
Ann Brashares
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You hold on to old experiences: injuries, injustices, and great love affairs, too. And you hold them in your joints and your organs, and wear them on your skin.
Ann Brashares
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But certain souls cohere. It's rare but possible. But it takes two powerful wills to make it so.
Ann Brashares
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We aren't in high school. We aren't really in our families and we aren't in our houses. Those are the places we grew up and the times we spent together, but they aren't us. If think they are, then we're lost, because times end and places are lost. We aren't any place or any time . . . We are everywhere.
Ann Brashares
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Carmen hated the 'life is too short rationalization. She thought it was one of the lamer excuses in the history of excuse-making. Whenever you did something because life is too short not to, you could be sure life would be just long enough to punish you for it.
Ann Brashares
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But I know this. We're ready to move forward again in our way. Together or apart, no matter how far apart, we live in one another. We go on together.
Ann Brashares
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It was like a dream you might have after death in which lost people came back to life, your friends loved you again no matter what you had done, and your failures were unaccountably forgiven.
Ann Brashares
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She felt like parts of her soul were missing, had left her body long ago. It had happened not in Greece three months ago, but long before that. It was in Greece that she'd realized those parts had left her and were not coming back.
Ann Brashares
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You could feel things or you could find a way to shut down. But once you were feeling things, you couldn’t decide exactly what to feel. That was the trouble with letting them in at all. They made a mess of the place.
Ann Brashares
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Her vision of the world under the water represented a beautiful stillness, a version of heaven. It was the lost city of Lena, her alternate universe, the life she yearned for but didn't get to have.
Ann Brashares
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What you leave behind is the people you loved. You leave yourself in them.
Ann Brashares
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The ocean was the best place, of course. That was what she loved most. It was a feeling of freedom like no other, and yet a feeling of communion with all the other places and creatures the water touched.
Ann Brashares
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She liked the life she had. She loved habits. She craved a day with nothing in it, a long, quiet stretch of hours in the studio.
Ann Brashares
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