I don't know," I said. "What else did you do for your first eighteen years?" "Like I said," he said as I… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
Who knew three dots could make such a difference? Like everything else, a love or a wish or whatever, it was all… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
Events conspired to bring you back to where you'd been. It was what you did then that made all the difference: it… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
Everything, in the end, comes down to timing. One second, one minute, one hour could make all the difference. — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
Despite our differences, we did have a history. No one understood where I was coming from the way he did. — 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
The silence wasn't like the ones I'd known lately, though: it wasn't empty as much as chosen. There's a entirely different feel… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
I wasn’t ready to think about the other yet: that it wasn’t that I wasn’t right for Macon, but that maybe he… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
I planned my whole future around Adam," she said now, quietly. "And now I have nothing." "No," I told her, "now you… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
Everything, in the end, comes down to timing. One second, one minute, one hour, could make all the difference. So much hanging… — 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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
“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 Image
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 Image
