Sarah Addison Allen Quotes
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You can't change where you come from, but you can change where you go from here. Just like a book. If you don't like the ending, you make up a new one.
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After you finish a book, the story still goes on in your mind. You can never change the beginning. But you can always change the end.
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When you're happy for yourself, it fills you. When you're happy for someone else, it pours over.
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Willa?" "Yes" "It's morning and I still love you.
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Don't let anyone see your vulnerable spots. Once they knew how to hurt you, they would do it again and again.
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She never thought she was good at making friends. But maybe she was just trying to be friends with the wrong people.
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You are who you are, whether you like it or not, so why not like it?
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People adapt. People change. You can grow where you're planted.
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People fall in love all the time. And it's not always with the right people. And it's not always reciprocated.
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People always say life is too short for regrets. But the truth is, it's too long.
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The next morning dawned bright and sweet, like ribbon candy.
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Memories, even hard memories, grew soft like peaches as they grow older.
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The words were strung in the air like garland. She could almost see them.
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We have history, you and I. You just don’t know it yet.
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When someone needs help, you help. Right?
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Love always hurts. That’s one thing I know you know. But it’s worth it. That’s what you don’t know. Yet.
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Superstitions are man's way of trying to control things he has no control over.
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When your cup is empty, you do not mourn what is gone. Because if you do, you will miss the opportunity to fill it again.
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Magic is what we invent when we want something we think we cant have.
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If we measured life in the things that almost happened, we wouldn't get anywhere.
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That, they knew, was true friendship. And they knew, if you're lucky enough to find it, you hold on to it.
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Her friendship . . . still existed, as if it was a living, breathing thing, something that came to life the moment it happened and didn't just go away because they no longer acknowledged it.
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Sometimes you weren't supposed to share pain. Sometimes it was best just to deal with it alone.
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When Josey woke up and saw the feathery frost on her windowpane, she smiled. Finally, it was cold enough to wear long coats and tights. It was cold enough for scarves and shirts worn in layers, like camouflage. It was cold enough for her lucky red cardigan, which she swore had a power of its own. She loved this time of year. Summer was tedious with the light dresses she pretended to be comfortable in while secretly sure she looked like a loaf of white bread wearing a belt. The cold was such a relief.