“So much hanging on just these things, tiny increments that together build a life. Like words build a story, and what had… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
That was the hard thing about grief, and the grieving. They spoke another language, and the words we knew always fell short… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
“When you only had words, you had to make up for things, say what you might not need to otherwise.” — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
Fine...a word that you said when someone asked how you were but didn't really care to know the truth. — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
It's the same thing,' I told her. 'What is?' 'Being afraid and being alive.' 'No,' she said slowly, and now it was… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
I hoped that Grace would be a little bit of the best of all of us: Scarlett's spirit, and my mother's strength,… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
The language of solace, and comets, and the girls we all become, in the end. — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
As Isabel acted out her date, both of them laughing, I stayed in the kitchen, out of sight, and pretended she was… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
“I told you. It was interesting' [Annabel] 'Interesting,' he [Owen] said, 'is not a word.' 'Since when?” — 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