Sarah Dessen Quotes
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But there was something I liked about the idea of those seeds buried so deep having at least a chance to emerge
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But risk is just part of relationships. Sometimes they work, sometimes they don't.
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but you could also look at it the other way. Like you’re saying no matter how bad things are for you, I can still relate.
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Let's just start and see what happens.
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Sometimes. It was a good escape. Until, you know, it wasn‟t.
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Honesty in principle was one thing. In someone’s face, it was another.
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I am not breaking my rules,' I snapped, hating that I'd ended up on the advice-recieving end of things, jumping from Dear Remy to Confused in Cincinnati all in one summer.
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It was so weird, because usually I was totally nervous talking to guys. But Eli was different. He made me want to say more, not less. Which was maybe not a good thing.
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It's not forever', she'd said, but to my mother, it might as well have been. She had make her choice, and this was it, where she felt safe, in a world she could, for the most part, control.
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I think when you're a beginning author with any publishing company, there's only so much they can put behind you.
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It's always been hard to call myself a writer. I think a part of me still thinks it's too good to be true.
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The true story...is the realization that no time in your life is ever perfect, that even the best memories have cracks you might not see.
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It's never long distance between friends.
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Just because someone's pretty, doesn't mean she's decent.
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Conciseness is underrated
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"Which is completely out-of-line behavior. Then you are wholly within your rights to stomp on their foot." "No," Delia said, over her shoulder. "Actually, you're not. Just excuse yourself as politely as possible, and get out of arm's reach." Kristy looked at me, shaking her head. "Stomp them." she said, under her breath. "Really."
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No one could tell you: you just had to go through it on your own. If you were lucky, you came out on the other side and understood. If you didn't, you kept getting thrust back, retracing those steps, until you finally got it right.
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But it was too early to know: there were always more pages to go, more words to be written, before the story was over.
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I wondered which was harder, in the end. The act of telling, or who you told it to. Or maybe if, when you finally got it out, the story was really all that mattered.
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As for me, I was just trying to get it right, whatever that means. But now I finally felt I was on my way. Everyone had a forever, but given a choice, this would be mine. The one that began in this moment, with Wes, in a kiss that took my breath away, then gave it back - leaving meastounded, amazed and most of all, alive.
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So while it seemed like you were seeing everything, you really weren't. Just bits and pieces that looked like a whole.
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He just stood there, looking at me, as if I had actually changed before his eyes. But this was the girl I'd been all along. I'd just hidden her well.
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Being a star requires risk-taking shoes.
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I took in a breath. "What's the one thing you'd do," I asked. "if you could do anything?" Pass," he said. For a second I was sure I'd heard wrong. "What?" He cleared his throat. "I said, I pass." Why?" He turned his head and looked at me. "Because." Because why?" Because I just do.