But it was okay not to fit in everywhere, as long as you did somewhere. — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
I've been writing, in one way or another, for as long as I can remember. — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
Obviously it won't all run smoothly. But it's important to awknowledge that while we may make mistakes, in the long run, we… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
It's gonna be okay," I said. It was the first time in a long time that I believed it. "It will. — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
Maybe it was just part of growing up with someone. Once you have a rhythm and stay with it long enough, it's… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
I couldn't tell her. I couldn't tell anyone. As long as I didn't say it aloud, it wasn't real. — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
We both know the limits of this relationship. It's understood. And as long as we're both comfortablewith that, nobody get's hurt. It's… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
But I'd long ago learned not to be picky in farewells. They weren't guaranteed or promised. You were lucky, more than blessed,… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
We both know the limits of this relationship. It's understood. And as long as we're both comfortablewith that, nobody gets hurt. It's… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
Life is long. Just because you don't get your chance right when you want or expect it doesn't mean it won't come.… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
All I'd wanted for so long was for someone to explain everything that had happened to me in this same way. To… — 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
In the summer, the days were long, stretching into each other. Out of school, everything was on pause and yet happening at… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
There was no short answer to this; like so much else, it was a long story. But what really makes any story… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
The bottom line is, what defines you isn't how many times you crash, but the number of times you get back on… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
I have to admit, an unrequited love is so much better than a real one. I mean, its perfect As long as… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
It's a great compliment that people think they're fast reads. It's always funny to me because it takes so long to get… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
And I felt comfort. Finally. All I'd wanted for so long was for someone to explain everything that had happened to me… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
Look. We both know life is short, Macy. Too short to waste a single second with anyone who doesn't appreciate and value… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
“Life was very short, literally. But now that I’m better, it seems so long I have to squint to see even the… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
From this distance, in the dimness, the model looked surreal, made up of parts filled with buildings, bordered by long stretches of… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
Usually when I finish the draft of a book, I'm sure I'll never write another one. I'm just that tired and sick… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
You're wrong," I told her. "I lost that faith a long time ago." She looked at me as I said this, an… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
Clearly, sharing something could take you a long way, or at least to a different place than you'd planned. Like a friendship… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
I remembered Owen telling me how music had saved him in Phoenix, that it drowned everything out, and it was the same… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
I tried to hold myself apart, showing only what I wanted, doling out bits and pieces of who I was. But that… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
But the original was there as well—more jaded and rudimentary, functional rather than romantic. It fit not just the yellow house but… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
The further you go, the more you have to be proud of. At the same time, in order to come a long… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
I feel like Twitter was tailor-made for me, because I can do short spurts all day long. I loved my blog, but… — 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
