“We make such messes in this life, both accidently and on purpose. But wiping the surface clean doesn't really make anything any… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
“I dialed the number slowly, wanting to get it right. Two rings, and he picked up. "Yes," I said after his hello.… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
Fifteen minutes later, a meeting was called. "Okay, look." Deb's face was dead serious. "I know I just joined this project, and… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
So," he said as we turned onto the main road, the muffler rattling, "I've been thinking." "Yeah?" He nodded. "You really need… — 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
You didn't have to take a punch for me, you know,' he said. 'I'm a lover, not a fighter.' 'You're a freak… — 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
