I was bored. Sad. Lonely. It was only a matter of time before I cracked. — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
Your past is always your past. Even if you forget it, it remembers you. — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
We laughed ourselves silly, taking back our shared past, gently, piece by piece. — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
Growing up means :propelling yourself forward into whatever lies ahead, one turn of the wheel at a time. — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
“There was something so heavy about the burden of history, of the past.” — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
There comes a time in every life when the world gets quiet and the only thing left is your heart. — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
I planned my whole future around Adam," she said now, quietly. "And now I have nothing." "No," I told her, "now you… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
Something had changed in me, even if I didn't know what it was just yet. All I could think was that I… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
This is personal, she'd said. Real. This moment was too, even if you couldn't see it at first glance. It was fake… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
Once I’m done with a book, I’m done! I’m just not a sequel kind of girl. By the time I’ve finished a… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
No," I snapped. "I mean, no. I'm answering. I'm just collecting my response." Another few seconds passed. Is there a time limit… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
“You can’t measure love by time put in, but the weight of those moments. Some in life are light, like a touch.… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
There comes a time when the world gets quiet and the only thing left is your own heart. So you'd better learn… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
If what you're asking is how I debated whether or not to love her the answer is I didn't. Not at all.… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
“It was so risky and so scary, and yet at the same time, so beautiful. Maybe the truth was, it shouldn't be… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
“What did it take to claim a person, really? One perfect night? A few weeks of phone calls, hundreds of texts, all… — 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
“It was so risky and so scary, and yet at the same time, so beautiful. Maybe the truth was, it shouldn't be… — 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… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
“I realized all those times I'd felt people stare at me, their faces had been pictures, abstracts. None of them were mirrors,… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
“Everything in life had its phases, and if you were smart, you learned to appreciate them all. What really mattered, though, were… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
The silence wasn't like the ones I'd known lately, though: it wasn't empty as much as chosen. There's a entirely different feel… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
“I knew it then. For me and her, there wasn’t any time left to think back to that summer and the beach… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
“Plus there’s the fact,” he went on, making it clear he didn’t need me to reply anyway, “that music is a total… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
I'd still thought that everything I thought about that night-the shame, the fear-would fade in time. But that hadn't happened. Instead, the… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
Once, she'd been a pro at decompressing, loved to sit on the back deck of the beach house in one of our… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
“There were moments - when Jeopardy came on, in the car during radio trivia challenges, or for practically any question I couldn't… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
You're wrong," I told her. "I lost that faith a long time ago." She looked at me as I said this, an… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
“He wasn't the type for displays of affection, either verbal or not. He was disgusted by couples that made out in the… — 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
He always did the leaving. But not this time. She kept walking, and did not look back. — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
“It was the only time I'd ever heard someone ask, "Can you grab me the spoon?" as opposed to "a spoon," which… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
In the summer, the days were long, stretching into each other. Out of school, everything was on pause and yet happening at… — 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
I was heading off to my new world. But I was taking a part of my past, and the future, along with… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
I thought of all the times we'd been together, how I kept coming closer, then retreating, while he stayed right where he… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
But you only get so many do-overs in this life, so many chances to, if not change your past, alter your future. — 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
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
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
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
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
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
“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
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
“For me, however, it was a mix of the two, this constant push and pull. I loved it here. But I'd been in that… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share
I think whenever a writer is really enjoying themselves and liking what they are doing, that shows on the page. — Sarah Dessen Copy Share
