In a way, I was almost happy to see her. The worst part of me, out in the flesh. Blinking back at… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
With total strangers, it had always been my policy to expect the worst. Usually they-and those that you knew best, for that… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
The worst thing you can do if you miss or need someone is let them know it. — 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
Hey, think fast!' I just looked at Fave as he chucked the basketball at me with possibly the worst overhand throw I'd… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
Look, the point is there's no way to be a hundred percent sure about anyone or anything. So you're left with a… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
But you don’t have to give everyone the benefit of the doubt.” “You don’t have to assume the worst about everyone, either.… — 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
