Your mother won a special reward," she told me, "because everyone had a head in her pictures. We all applauded. — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
“Everyone else could get through to my mother: all they had to do was dial a number and wait for her to… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
My dad is a retired Shakespeare professor, my mother a retired classicist. Suffice to say I grew up in a house full… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
It's not forever', she'd said, but to my mother, it might as well have been. She had make her choice, and this… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
This was always the problem with my mother and me, I suddenly realized. There were so many things we thought we agreed… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
As far as I was concerned, we'd come to a draw: I hadn't wanted to come, and she didn't want me to… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
And so we stood there in the kitchen, my mother and I, facing off over everything that had built up since June,… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
I think my mother characters have changed a lot since Sasha was born, just because I understand what a hard job it… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
I watched my mother do what she did best, and realized there would never be a way to cut myself from her… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
I've changed in my sympathies since I've become a mother myself. In high school I went through a period where I was… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
“My mother was strong, in all the ways I was weak. She fell, she hurt, she felt. She lived. And for all… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
The worst part was that I had things I wanted to tell my mother, too many to count, but none of them… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
And that was as far as he got before i heard it. The thumping of footsteps, running up the lawn toward me:… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
Hollis " I said "you're messing with me right now aren't you You're in Paris or somewhere and just-" "What " he… — 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
When he first put his arms around me, it was tentative, like maybe he expected I'd pull away. When I didn't, he… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
So say I’m your mom.' 'What?' I said. 'I’m your mom,' he repeated. 'Now tell me you want to quit modeling.' I… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
I thought this was a cookout. You know, dogs and burgers, Tater Tots, ambrosia salad" Dexter picked up a box of Twinkies,… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
“Once this had been the life I'd wanted. Even chosen. Now, though, I couldn't believe that there had been a time when… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
“God! You'll do anything to avoid it.' Avoid what?' my mother said. The past,' Caroline said. 'Our past. I'm tired of acting… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
“So what's your doll's name?" Boo asked me. "Barbie," I said. "All their names are Barbie." "I see," she said. "Well, I'd… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
very quietly, I heard a voice in my ear.It said, in a weird, cheesy, right-out-of-one-of-my-mother’s-novels way, “Ah. Wemeet again.” I turned my… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
My mother has always been the point I calibrated myself against. In knowing where she was, I could always locate myself, as… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
But she wouldn't. I knew that already. My mother and I had an understanding: we worked together to be as much 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
