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
No relationship is perfect, ever. There are always some ways you have to bend, to compromise, to give something up in order… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
But if everything was always smooth and perfect, you'd get too used to that, you know? You have to have a little… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
Maybe other writers have perfect first drafts, but I am not one of them. I always try to get the book as… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
Her life was perfect. But as was often the case, the rest of us were still adjusting. — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
I spent a lot of time looking at that picture. Wondering what I’d think of that girl, if I was someone else,… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
When I was in high school, I was always really envious of those girls who seemed to have everything: the perfect hair,… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
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
Not everything's perfect, especially in the beginning. And its all right to have a little bit of regret every once in a… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
Here was a boy who liked flaws, who saw them not as failings but as strengths. Who knew such a person could… — 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
How weird was it that so many bits and pieces, all diverse, could make something whole. Something with potential. 'Perfect. — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
You can't always get the perfect moment. Sometimes, you just have to do the best you can under the circumstances. — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
You, have this whole tall, dark stranger thing going on. Not to mention the tortured artist bit. And you, have that whole… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
That sucks, though," Wes said finally, his voice low. "You're just setting yourself up to fail, because you'll never get everything perfect."… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
I wanted to tell him so. Find the right words, string them together in the ideal way, knowing that here they would… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
When you have a kid, you sign on for the whole package: good, bad, everything in between. you can't just dip in… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
The thing is I'm a great believer in the perfect moment. They don't come around that often. — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
It took a lot of work to be perfect. If you didn’t want to break a sweat, there was no point in… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
What is family? They were the people who claimed you. In good, in bad, in parts or in whole, they were the… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
I knew that it wouldn’t last. It was just a moment, a perfect moment, as time stood still and fleetingly everything fell… — 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
