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There's just something obvious about emptiness, even when you try to convince yourself otherwise.
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Its 75 Degrees! In December!
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All those clean, fresh starts had made me forget what it was like, until now, to be messy and honest and out of control. To be real.
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See for me, it’s immediate. Silence is so freaking loud.' This seemed either deep or deeply oxymoronic. I wasn’t sure which.
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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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"I thought this was a cookout. You know, dogs and burgers, Tater Tots, ambrosia salad" Dexter picked up a box of Twinkies, tossing them into the cart. "And Twinkies." "It is... Except that it's a cookout thrown by my mother." "And?" "And my mother doesn't cook." He looked at me waiting. "At all. My mother doesn't cook at all." "She must cook sometimes." "Nope." "Everyone can make scrambled eggs, Remy. It's programmed into you at birth, the default setting. Like being able to swim and knowing not to mix pickles with oatmeal. You just KNOW."
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Hollis " I said "you're messing with me right now aren't you You're in Paris or somewhere and just-" "What " he replied. "No This is the real deal. Here I'll prove it." There was a muffled noise followed by some static. Then I heard my mother recite at a distance in her most droll flat tone "Yes. It is true. Your brother is in love and in my kitchen.
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What," I said, "is that a crime here or something? Like only buying one thing at the Gas/Gro?
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Sometimes love can be an ugly thing.
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What happened to goodbye?
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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.
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Get back on that bike.
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I have boobs!" Chloe said again, a bit too loudly— she'd already had a couple of mini bottles at the Spot. "My boobs are great, goddammit. You know that? They're fantastic! My boobs are amazing.
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This is what daughters did. They left, and came home later with lives of their own.
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Life is an awful, ugly place to not have a best friend.
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But you don’t have to give everyone the benefit of the doubt.” “You don’t have to assume the worst about everyone, either. The world isn’t always out to get you.
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Watching him, I thought, not for the first time that night, that maybe it should have felt strange to be with him, here, now. And yet it didn’t, at all. That was one of the things about the night. Stuff that would be weird in the bright light of day just wasn’t so much once you passed a certain hour. It was like the dark just evened it all out somehow.
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Being brave and self-confident doesn't necessarily start inside...It starts with the rest of the world, and it leads back to you.
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Love can make up for a lot.
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All of my stories, they don't come from my high school experience, but they're definitely based on things that happened to me in high school, or things that happened to friends of mine, or things that I wish had happened to me.
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It’s funny how one summer can change everything.
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But you only get so many do-overs in this life, so many chances to, if not change your past, alter your future.
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I was born in 1970 in Illinois, but all the life I remember I've spent in Chapel Hill, N.C.
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My books are so tame!
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