I think having a good agent is key. I've been with mine for ten years now, and she's very honest with me.… — 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
There was something striking about a single key. It was like a question waiting to be answered, a whole missing a half.… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
I've found in my own life that if my writing isn't going well, not much else will. It is the one constant,… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
You couldn't see the key around my neck: it hung too low under both collars. But if I leaned in close, I… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
You want me to give her a key?" the guy asked. "I want you to give her a possibility," she told him,… — 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
