Never would forever, with all its meanings, be so clear and distinct as in the true, guaranteed end of the world. — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
How it felt to have the world moving beneath me, a hand gripping mine, knowing if I fell, at least I wouldn't… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
There comes a time when the world gets quiet and the only thing left is your own heart. So you'd better learn… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
Here was a boy who liked flaws, who saw them not as failings but as strengths. Who knew such a person could… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
From what I could see, the hardwood was just fine. Then again, I'd just see a windmill and an open sky, too,… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
My point is, there are a lot of people in the world. No one ever sees everything the same way you do;… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
My first signing was at my hometown independent bookstore and everyone in the world came. It was so nice. My family was… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
If only you could really use a fail-proof system to know who was worth keeping and who needed to be thrown away.… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
So much had happened that morning. Yet it was this image, this moment, that i kept going back to hours later, after… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
No matter how much time has passed, these things still affect us and the world we live in. If you don't pay… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
The lizard stared up at us, and we stared back, taking each other in. He was little and defenseless, I felt sorry… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
That was the thing: Once, the difference between light and dark had been basic. One was good, one bad. Suddenly, though, things… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
When he stopped walking and kissed me a few minutes later, it was like time had stopped, with the air, my heart,… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
Maybe not," she said as we came to the car. "But maybe that isn't so bad. You can't love anyone that way… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
I don't believe in failure, because simply by saying you've failed, you've admitted you attempted. And anyone who attempts is not a… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
You can't love anyone that way more than once in a lifetime. It's too hard and it hurts too much when it… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
“There was something really great about being able to put something out into the world—a song, an introduction, even my voice—and let… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
If you could just be nice, then you wouldn't have to worry about arguments at all. but being nice wasn't as easy… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
“At times, I found myself questioning his very existence, even though I knew I had, in fact, spotted him, with my own eyes.” — Sarah Dessen Copy Share
You don't have to say it out loud. I already know why you like me.' 'You do, huh?' 'Yep.' He wrapped his arms around… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share
No relationship is perfect, ever. There are always some ways you have to bend, to compromise, to give something up in order to gain… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share
When you had to do something, you had to do it. And eventually, if you were lucky, you did it well. — Sarah Dessen Copy Share
I jammed my hand in my jacket pocket, bracing myself fo the next hit, and fel something. Something grainy and samll, sticking to the… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share
I had no illusions about love anymore. It came, it went, it left casualties or it didn't. People weren't meant to be together forever,… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share
“But maybe that isn't so bad. You can't love anyone that way more than once in a lifetime. It's too hard and it hurts… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share
This was just one night, one chance to vary and see where it took me. The fireflies were probably already out: maybe it wasn’t… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share
“For me, however, it was a mix of the two, this constant push and pull. I loved it here. But I'd been in that… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share
I think whenever a writer is really enjoying themselves and liking what they are doing, that shows on the page. — Sarah Dessen Copy Share
