The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants
Ann Brashares, 1998
Νεανικά Σύγχρονη πεζογραφίαΡομαντικά
Ατμόσφαιρα: τρυφερότητα, νοσταλγία και χαρά. Μιλά για τη φιλία, την ταυτότητα και την οικογένεια.
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The pants clung to Lena’s waist and followed the line of her hips. They held close to the shape of her thighs and fell exactly to the tops of her feet. When she took two steps forward, they appeared to hug each of her muscles as they shifted and moved. Carmen gazed in wonder at how different was their effect from Lena’s bland uniform of J. Crew khakis. Βιβλία με παρόμοια αίσθηση
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- Πώς είναι το «The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants»;
- Ατμόσφαιρα: τρυφερότητα, νοσταλγία και χαρά. Μιλά για τη φιλία, την ταυτότητα και την οικογένεια.
- Τι να διαβάσω μετά το «The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants»;
- Αν σου άρεσε το «The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants», δοκίμασε «Fangirl» (Rainbow Rowell), «The Outsiders» (S. E. Hinton) και «Because of Winn-Dixie» (Kate DiCamillo).
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How much of yourself you edit before pressing send.
Cath probably should have texted Abel by now, just to tell him that she’d made it—but she wanted to wait until she felt more breezy and nonchalant. You can’t take back texts. If you come off all moody and melancholy in a text, it just sits there in your phone, reminding you of what a drag you are.
Fangirl · Rainbow Rowell
Grief has a shape, and your tongue keeps finding it.
Thinking about her was the same as the hole you keep on feeling with your tongue after you lose a tooth. Time after time, my mind kept going to that empty spot, the spot where I felt like she should be.
Because of Winn-Dixie · Kate DiCamillo
The prairie before anyone has claimed it, and the strange relief of being no one.
There was only the enormous, empty prairie, with grasses blowing in waves of light and shadow across it, and the great blue sky above it, and birds flying up from it and singing with joy because the sun was rising. And on the whole enormous prairie there was no sign that any other human being had ever been there.
Little House on the Prairie · Laura Ingalls Wilder
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