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Remember that no matter where I am or what I'm doing I've got a special place inside me that's all for you. It's been there since the day we met.
Sara Zarr
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He's a story i want to know from page one.
Sara Zarr
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It came down to the smallest things, really, that a person could do to say I’m sorry, to say it’s okay, to say I forgive you. The tiniest of declarations that built, one on top of the other, until there was something solid beneath your feet. And then… and then. Who knew?
Sara Zarr
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My parents met in music school and my father was a music professor and conductor. Growing up, we always had classical and contemporary music playing. There was a lot of Mozart and the Beatles.
Sara Zarr
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I'm remembering how this works. How life doesn't have to be only anxiety about what's gone wrong or could go worng, and complaints about the world around you. How a person you're excited about can remind you there's stuff going on beyond... routine oil changes and homework. Stuff that matters. Stuff to look forward to.
Sara Zarr
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Sitting and waiting for something to happen was the worst kind of torture.
Sara Zarr
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The Lord doesn't give a person more than he knows they can bear.
Sara Zarr
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I remember being in high school and listening to Vivaldi's 'Winter' and being so overwhelmed with emotion.
Sara Zarr
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I know I shouldn't say this—I know it as surely as I know the earth is round and beats are evil—and yet here it comes: “It's not too late to change your mind.
Sara Zarr
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The one thing that could never die or be buried was my loyalty to Cameron for everything he’d done for me and what we’d been through together, even if that loyalty was a ghost.
Sara Zarr
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Some people come into your life and leave a mark.
Sara Zarr
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What brings two people together anyway?
Sara Zarr
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When the remembering was done, the forgetting could begin.
Sara Zarr
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One of my favorite authors is Robert Cormier. He was a devout Catholic and a very nice man, which might not be the impression you get from reading his books.
Sara Zarr
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I don't yell back at my mother. When I'm angry or scared or upset, I don't yell. I stay quiet. I've seen how she is, how she would get with Kent and with me and with other people, life if someone at the pharmacy got in the wrong line or asked too long a question, or if someone on the bus accidentally bumped her. I've watched her my whole life, the way people react to her. It doesn't actually help you get what you want, yelling and being like that. It only makes people think bad of you.
Sara Zarr
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Sometimes you should have something you don't need but that you want.
Sara Zarr
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My books have been translated into various languages and sold in other countries, but I never have any contact with the foreign publishers and am so disconnected from that process that it seems almost imaginary. With 'How to Save a Life', I worked closely with Usborne editors and have been involved in the publicity.
Sara Zarr
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I lived too much in my head instead of the real world.
Sara Zarr
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Other memories stick, no matter how much you wish they wouldn’t. They’re like a song you hate but can’t ever get completely out of your head, and this song becomes the background noise of your entire life, snippets of lyrics and lines of music floating up and then receding, a crazy kind of tide that never stops.
Sara Zarr
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My first job is to write the characters as full and authentic people as well as I can.
Sara Zarr
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Sometimes rescue comes to you. It just shows up, and you do nothing. Maybe you deserve it, maybe you don't. But be ready, when it comes, to decide if you will take the outstretched hand and let it pull you ashore.
Sara Zarr
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Forgetting isn't enough. You can paddle away from the memories and think they are gone. But they will keep floating back, again and again and agian. They circle you, like sharks. Until, unless, something, someone? Can do more than just cover the wound.
Sara Zarr
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My first published book, Story of a Girl, was the fourth book I wrote.
Sara Zarr
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Life was mostly made up of things you couldn’t control, full of surprises, and they weren’t always good. Life wasn’t what you made it. You were what life made you.
Sara Zarr
