Some things you don't have to tell. Some things, between sisters, are understood. — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
So this had been all I wanted, a boy who understood how I felt. Now, though, I sometimes wished for more. — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
Despite our differences, we did have a history. No one understood where I was coming from the way he did. — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
We both know the limits of this relationship. It's understood. And as long as we're both comfortablewith that, nobody gets hurt. It'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
My sister, who never understood most of the things I wanted her to, might have been able to understand what had happened… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
I understood now. This voice, the one that had been trying to get my attention all this time, calling out to me,… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
But what he didn't understand was that this dreamland was preferable,walking through this life half-sleeping,everything at arm's length or farther away. I… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
No one could tell you: you just had to go through it on your own. If you were lucky, you came out… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
We both know the limits of this relationship. It's understood. And as long as we're both comfortablewith that, nobody get's hurt. It's… — 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
