I remember being in high school and listening to Vivaldi's 'Winter' and being so overwhelmed with emotion. — Sara Zarr Copy Share Image
He felt it too, the air between us, the invisible lines that something or someone had drawn to connect us. That's the… — Sara Zarr Copy Share Image
Remember that no matter where I am or what I'm doing I've got a special place inside me that's all for you.… — Sara Zarr Copy Share Image
This was a memory I wanted to keep, whole, and recall again and again. When I was fifty years old I wanted… — Sara Zarr Copy Share Image
I'm remembering how this works. How life doesn't have to be only anxiety about what's gone wrong or could go worng, and… — Sara Zarr Copy Share Image
“There are things I want to remember about Cameron Quick that I can't entirely, like the pajamas he wore when he used… — Sara Zarr Copy Share Image
and i don't just mean that they change you. a lot of people can change you - the first kid who called… — Sara Zarr Copy Share Image
“I remember sitting here," he said, "and watching you over there." He pointed, but I didn't have to look. Before Cameron and… — Sara Zarr Copy Share Image
“Remember that time we got snowed in at school? Everyone had to wait for their parents to get them, but our parents… — Sara Zarr Copy Share Image
My books have been translated into various languages and sold in other countries, but I never have any contact with the foreign publishers and… — Sara Zarr Copy Share Image
“Is this okay with you, Jenna? For him to stay here?" "Yeah," I said. "It's good. You have no idea what it takes for… — Sara Zarr Copy Share Image
Remember that no matter where I am or what I'm doing I've got a special place inside me that's all for you. It's been… — Sara Zarr Copy Share Image
“I don't understand, Jenna, why you couldn't give him a ride home?" Mom struck the archetypal Mom pose-hands on hips, perplexed look on face,… — Sara Zarr Copy Share Image
The importance of our connection, what it meant to find each other again, the way it made what happened to us and between us… — Sara Zarr Copy Share Image
“And part of being American is respecting all people's right to be whatever they want to be and at the same time respecting your… — Sara Zarr Copy Share Image
And he left. I watched him walk out – he didn’t say good-bye, he didn’t even look back. It scared me, how easy it… — Sara Zarr Copy Share Image
I tend to describe recurring themes as being part of a writer's DNA - something so deeply embedded in us that even we don't… — Sara Zarr Copy Share Image
I do have a little bit more confidence in - or at least familiarity with - my process. For example, when it feels like… — Sara Zarr Copy Share Image
The world was full of beauty. She wanted to grab hold of it and take it down into her bones. Yet always it seemed… — Sara Zarr Copy Share Image
“Does all this have anything to do with Cameron coming back?" "Basically." She didn't put any letters down. Our game had effectively stopped. "I… — Sara Zarr Copy Share Image
