I'd known enough people for every minute of the day, and yet still didn't have anyone as my two a.m. — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
Everything, in the end, comes down to timing. One second, one minute, one hour could make all the difference. — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
When he stopped walking and kissed me a few minutes later, it was like time had stopped, with the air, my heart,… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
With my mom, when someone was gone, they were gone. She didn't waste another minute thinking about them, and neither should you. — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
Sorry!' Dave's friend yelled when he saw me. 'That was my-' But i wasn't listening as,instead,i took every bit of the anger… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
Fifteen minutes later, a meeting was called. "Okay, look." Deb's face was dead serious. "I know I just joined this project, and… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
He'd always had that fearless optimism that made cynics like me squirm. I wondered if it was enough for both of us.… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
Everything, in the end, comes down to timing. One second, one minute, one hour, could make all the difference. So much hanging… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
We sat there, not talking, for a few minutes. He ate the Moon Pie; only skinny people can scarf down junk food… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
We'd start slow, the way we always did, because the run, and the game, could go on for a while. Maybe even… — 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
