All you could do was take on as much weight as you can bear. And if you're lucky, there's someone close enough… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
You know, when you think about it, that’s kind of a weird thing. I mean it’s meant to be sympathetic, right? But… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
which is completely out-of-line behavior. Then you are wholly within your rights to stomp on their foot." "No," Delia said, over her… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
I was woundering what he would say, what word could sum me up right then, when i saw the lights come across… — 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
It was like reaching for someone's hand, then missing their fingers, or even their arm, and hitting their shoulder instead. But no… — 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
