Sarah Dessen Quotes
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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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Friends are honest with each other. Even if the truth hurts. -Maggie
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I think readers are just looking for things that maybe they recognize or can relate to in the books.
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I had to wonder whether it was possible that this wasn’t already decided for me, and if maybe, just maybe, this was my one last chance to try and prove it. There was no way to know. There never is. But I reached out and took it anyway.
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But when you're alone in the world, really alone, you have no choice but to be open to suggestions.
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Just because someone's pretty, doesn't mean she's decent.
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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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Honesty in principle was one thing. In someone’s face, it was another.
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Being a star requires risk-taking shoes.
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I wondered if it was really because he cared about me, or if now I was just another challenge.
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We sat there, not talking, for a few minutes. He ate the Moon Pie; only skinny people can scarf down junk food like that. Finally, I said, "Norman?" "Yeah?" "Are you ever going to show me the painting?" "Man," he said. "You are, like, so impatient." "I am not," I said. "I've been waiting forever." "Okay, okay." He stood up and went over to the corner, picking up the painting and bringing it over to rest against the bright pink belly of one of the mannequins. Then, he handed me a bandana. "Tie that on.
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One open, one closed. It was no wonder that the first image that came to mind when I thought of either of my sisters was a door. With Kirsten, it was the front one to our house, through which she was always coming in or out, usually in mid-sentence, a gaggle of friends trailing behind her. Whitney’s was the one to her bedroom, which she preferred to keep shut between her and the rest of us, always.
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It was such a weird thing how a breakup stretched much wider than you expected. You didn't just lose a person, but their entire world as well.
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It doesn't matter, anyway, why you like me. Just that you do.
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It's only advice. Ignore it if you want.
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My point is, there are a lot of people in the world. No one ever sees everything the same way you do; it just doesn't happen. So when you find one person who gets a couple of things, especially if they're important ones... you might as well hold on to them. You know?
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But those words were only the middle of the story. There was a beginning here, too.
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I just thought to my self, all of a sudden, that we had something in common. A natural chemistry, if you will. And I had a feeling that something big was going to happen. To both of us. That we were, in fact, meant to be together.
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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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Oh darling, don't be bitter. It's the first instinct of the weak.
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I had stepped into his arms, showing him my raw, broken heart.
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I seriously doubt that the Santa police do an underwear check." -Cora
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This is the problem with dealing with someone who is actually a good listener. They don’t jump in on your sentences, saving you from actually finishing them, or talk over you, allowing what you do manage to get out to be lost or altered in transit. Instead, they wait, so you have to keep going.
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And so, while the rest of the world went on unaware, drinking their coffee, reading the sports page, and picking up their dry cleaning, I leaned forward and kissed Dexter, making a choice that would change everything. Maybe somewhere there was a ripple, a bit of jump, some small shift in the universe, barely noticeable. I didn’t feel it then. I felt only him kissing me back, easing me into the sunlight as I lost myself in the taste of him and felt the world go on, just as it always had, all around us.