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
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
Eventually, it wasn't even your dad I wanted, just anybody. Anybody at all. — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
Don't give me no rotten tomato, 'cause all I ever wanted was your sweet potato. — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
Right now, though, I wanted not to think forward or backward, but only to lose myself in the words. — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
Once I turned eighteen, I could cut myself off from everyone and finally get what I wanted, which was to be on… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
“When you loved something, you wanted everyone else to love it I the same way.” — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
I wanted to be somewhere else ... Someplace where the sight of me sobbing would tie me to no one and no… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
But that was the problem with having the answers. It was only after you gave them that you realized they sometimes weren't… — 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
All I'd wanted for so long was for someone to explain everything that had happened to me in this same way. To… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
I wanted to tell him so. Find the right words, string them together in the ideal way, knowing that here they would… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
Once, this had been the life I’d wanted. Even chosen. Now, though, I couldn’t believe that there had been a time when… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
This is exactly what i wanted, as commitments had never really been my thing. And it wasn't like it was hard, either.… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
Maybe my sister and I shared more than we thought. We were both waiting and wishing for something we couldn't completely control:… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
The truth was, I wasn't sure. But I wanted to keep believing people could change, and it was certainly easier to do… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
So say I’m your mom.' 'What?' I said. 'I’m your mom,' he repeated. 'Now tell me you want to quit modeling.' I… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
And I felt comfort. Finally. All I'd wanted for so long was for someone to explain everything that had happened to me… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
He was not my boyfriend. On the other hand, he wasn't just a friend either. Instead, our relationship was elastic, stretching between… — 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
The worst part was that I had things I wanted to tell my mother, too many to count, but none of them… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
Maybe if I'd agreed to do the debutante thing like she wanted. Or taken up pageants instead of riding jump bikes with… — 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
She was so emotional, on the verge of tears. This was what I'd wanted to prevent with all those quick disappearances, the… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
Everything hurt. I closed my eyes, pressing my cheek to the street, and waited. What for, I didn't know. To be rescued.… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
I tried to hold myself apart, showing only what I wanted, doling out bits and pieces of who I was. But that… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
As far as I was concerned, we'd come to a draw: I hadn't wanted to come, and she didn't want me to… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
That was the hard thing about grief, and the grieving. They spoke another language, and the words we knew always fell short… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
All I'd ever wanted was to forget. but even when I thought I had, pieces had kept emerging, like bits of wood… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
Look," I said, "We knew Jason and Becky would be back, the break would end. This isn't a surprise, it's what's supposed… — 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
“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
