This was our common ground, the secret we shared but never spoke aloud. I should have been with him; she should have… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
I wasn't sure what I expected her to do or say to this. It was all new to me from that second… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
You couldn't just pick and choose at will when someone depended on you, or loved you. It wasn't like a light switch,… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
Maybe you could go backwards and forwards at the same time, but it wasn't easy. You had to want to. — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
It's true. It's like the hidden secret that no one tells you. we can all be beautiful girls, Colie. it's so easy.… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
I spent a lot of time looking at that picture. Wondering what I’d think of that girl, if I was someone else,… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
It shouldn't be easy to be amazing. Then everything would be. It's the things you fight for and struggle with before earning… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
It's not always easy being her daughter.' I think,' she said, 'sometimes it's hard no matter whose daughter you are. — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
I think the most important thing is just to write. It sounds so simple, but sometimes it's not. You can get so… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
Yeah. I mean, acknowledging is easy. Something happened or it didn't. But understanding... that's where things get sticky. — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
It's so easy to get caught up in what people expect of you. Sometimes, you can just lose yourself. — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
I've seen what commitment leads to. Going in is the easy part. It's the ending that sucks! -Remy — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
And that was it; it was so easy for her. My own memories did not even belong to me. But I knew… — 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
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
Odd how it was so easy for a stranger to assume such familiarity. Especially when those who were supposed to know you… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
The worst part was that I had things I wanted to tell my mother, too many to count, but none of them… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
Doesn't it seem sometimes that the whole world's uphill but at least we know the way back will be easy... — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
It was like that part of my life, was just gone. It was almost too easy, for something I once thought had… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
It was so easy to disown what you couldn't recognize, to keep yourself apart from things that were foreign and unsettling. The… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
Needing was so easy: it came naturally, like breathing. Being needed by someone else, though, that was the hard part. But as… — 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
