The true story...is the realization that no time in your life is ever perfect, that even the best memories have cracks you… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
Some things don't last forever, but some things do. Like a good song, or a good book, or a good memory you… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
It was like those songs I'd heard as a child, each so familiar, and all mine. When i got older and realized… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
It's still a memory worth having, even if it's not exactly what you imagined. — 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
So many versions of just one memory, and yet none of them were right or wrong. Instead, they were all pieces. Only… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
I'd still thought that everything I thought about that night-the shame, the fear-would fade in time. But that hadn't happened. Instead, the… — 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
