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I told you, everyone understands a quest.
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So," she went on, "it got me thinking about what cost beauty. Or for that matter, what cost anything? Would you trade love for beauty? Or happiness for beauty? Could a gorgeous person with a mean streak be a worthy trade? And if you did make the trade, decide you'd take that beautiful swan and hope it wouldn't turn on you, what would you do if it did?
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No relationship is perfect, ever. There are always some ways you have to bend, to compromise, to give something up in order to gain something greater.
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The choices you make now, the people you surround yourself with, they all have the potential to affect your life, even who you are, forever.
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You know, feeling and action are always linked, one can't exist without the other. It's sort of a hippie thing.
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You should never be surprised when someone treats you with respect, you should expect it.
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Life's too short to worry about the little things. Enjoy what you have today, not what you might get tomorrow
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Apologies come in all shapes and sizes. You can give diamonds, candy, flowers, or just your deepest heartfelt sentiment.
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You can't just turn your heart off like a faucet; you have to go to the source and dry it out, drop by drop.
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If you expect the worst, you'll never be disappointed.
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Accepting all the good and bad about someone. It's a great thing to aspire to. The hard part is actually doing it.
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And don't change for a guy, ever," Leah added. "If they're worthy, they'll like you just the way you are.
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Because if you were the problem, chances were you could also be the solution. The only way to find out was to take another shot.
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You don't have to make things harder then they have to be just to prove a point.
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Because it is so hard, in any life, to believe in what you can’t fully understand.
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This was our common ground, the secret we shared but never spoke aloud. I should have been with him; she should have left him alone. Shoulda, coulda, woulda. It's so easy in the past tense.
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Once, this had been the life I’d wanted. Even chosen. Now, though, I couldn’t believe that there had been a time when this kind of monotony and silence, this most narrow of existences, had been preferable. Then again, once, I’d never known anything else.
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There are some things in this world you rely on, like a sure bet. And when they let you down, shifting from where you've carefully placed them, it shakes your faith, right where you stand.
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The first thing I did when I got inside was turn on the kitchen light. Then I moved to the table, putting my dad's iPod on the speaker dock, and a Bob Dylan song came on, the notes familiar. I went into the living room, hitting the switch there, then down the hallway to my room, where I did the same. It was amazing what a little noise and brightness could do to a house and a life, how much the smallest bit of each could change everything. After all these years of just passing through, I was beginning to finally feel at home.
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Morris was not the type to offer a hug or even hold your hand. But there was something in his quiet indignation at the universe then--and Luke, now--that was just the kind of comfort I needed. "I'm such a mess," I said. "We're almost off the island and I didn't even ask you where you were going." He shrugged. "No place. Wherever you are.
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This felt right. Not just leaving, but how I was doing it. Without regret, without second guessing. And with Wes right there, holding the door open for me as I walked out into the light.
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Right now, though, I wanted not to think forward or backward, but only to lose myself in the words.
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"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 to happen. It's what we wanted. Right?" "Is it?" he asked. "Is it what you want?" Whether he intended it to be or not, this was the final question, the last Truth. If I said what I really thought, I was opening myself up for a hurt bigger than I could even imagine. I didn't have it in me. We changed and altered so many rules, but it was this one, the only one when we'd started, that I would break. "Yes," I said.
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How ballsy it was to just assume you know, with one glance, the things another person could live without. As if it was the same for everyone, that simple.
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