Each time, I think I'm never going to write another book. It never gets easier. — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
I wondered again why the right thing always seemed to be met with so much resistance, when you'd think it would be… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
The truth was, I wasn't sure. But I wanted to keep believing people could change, and it was certainly easier to do… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
It's a lot easier to be lost than found. It's the reason we're always searching and rarely discovered--so many locks not enough… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
I hoped this was true. Even if it wasn‟t, all I could do was hand over what I could, with the hope… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
During the long stretches of quiet two-lane highway, with the sun setting in the distance, it was somehow easier to say things… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
Pieces and parts were always easier to process. The full picture, the entire story, was another thing entirely. But you just never… — 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
I hadn't said goodbye. It had been easier, like always, to just disappear, sparing myself the messy details of another farewell. Now,… — 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
