You’re always a kid around your parents… Unless they’re acting like children. Then you don’t get the chance. — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
I don't live in New York or California. I'm in the grocery store, at the park with my kids, and I'm a… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
You know, when you think about it, that’s kind of a weird thing. I mean it’s meant to be sympathetic, right? But… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
It was like when you're a little kid and you run into your teacher or librarian at the grocery store or Wal-mart… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
When you have a kid, you sign on for the whole package: good, bad, everything in between. you can't just dip in… — 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
