I'd been running for years: there was nothing scarier, to me, than to just be still with someone. And yet, there on… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
So many times it seemed like there were chances to stop things before they started. Or even stop them in midstream. But… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
Times like this it did seem real I was leaving, and even more that my family, and this life, would go on… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
He doesn’t love me. He might still love me as I was at fifteen, when I didn’t know any better. When I… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
Total commitment. You know, the idea of discovering something that, for all intents and purposes, goes against your abilities, and yet still… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
but you could also look at it the other way. Like you’re saying no matter how bad things are for you, I… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
I always tried to imagine what it would be like to open your door to find something you had given up on.… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
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
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
Her life was perfect. But as was often the case, the rest of us were still adjusting. — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
I've given lots of people chances," she said suddenly, as if Marion was still in the room to hear us. "But there's… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
If there was a way to recognize something you'd never seen but still knew by heart, I felt it as I looked… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
Because you can never go from going out to being friends, just like that. It's a lie. It's just something that people… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
I just stood there, looking at her. My head was spinning, my mouth dry, and all I could think about was that… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
Like so many before them, they didn't care that my dad was only the messenger. They still wanted to shoot him. — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
The lizard stared up at us, and we stared back, taking each other in. He was little and defenseless, I felt sorry… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
Maybe, you just misplaced it, you know? It's been there. But you just haven't been looking in the right spot. Because lost… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
That was the thing: Once, the difference between light and dark had been basic. One was good, one bad. Suddenly, though, things… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
You couldn't see the key around my neck: it hung too low under both collars. But if I leaned in close, I… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
She knew I could tell with one glance, one look, one simple instant. It was her eyes. Despite the thick makeup, they… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
Some things don't last forever, but some things do. Like a good song, or a good book, or a good memory you… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
She fell, she hurt, she felt. She lived. And for all the tumble of her experiences, she still had hope. Maybe this… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
Still, there was also was something reassuring about working for Commercial, almost hopeful. Like things that were lost could be found again.… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
It's still a memory worth having, even if it's not exactly what you imagined. — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
Once she'd loved my filet mignon, my carnivore inklings, but now she was a vegan princess, living off of beans. She'd given… — 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
