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Conciseness is underrated
Sarah Dessen
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I couldn't tell her. I couldn't tell anyone. As long as I didn't say it aloud, it wasn't real.
Sarah Dessen
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I just stood there, looking at her. My head was spinning, my mouth dry, and all I could think about was that I wanted to go someplace safe, someplace I could be alone and okay, and that this was impossible. My old life had changed and my new one was still in progress, altering by the second. There was nothing, nothing to depend on. And why was I surprised?
Sarah Dessen
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If only you could really use a fail-proof system to know who was worth keeping and who needed to be thrown away. It would make it so much easier to move through the world, picking and choosing what connections to make, or whether to make any at all.
Sarah Dessen
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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.
Sarah Dessen
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Maybe my sister and I shared more than we thought. We were both waiting and wishing for something we couldn't completely control: I wanted to be alone, and she the total opposite. It was weird, really, to have something so contrary in common. But at least it was something.
Sarah Dessen
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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.
Sarah Dessen
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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.
Sarah Dessen
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We laughed ourselves silly, taking back our shared past, gently, piece by piece.
Sarah Dessen
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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.
Sarah Dessen
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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.
Sarah Dessen
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It's funny how two people can grow up in the same town, go to the same school, have the same friends, and end up so totally different. Family, or lack of it, counts for more than you'd think.
Sarah Dessen
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No, no, no to Tallyho.
Sarah Dessen
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But I always worked harder when I was up against something, or when someone assumed I couldn't succeed. That's what drove me, all those nights studying. The fact that so many figured I couldn't do it.
Sarah Dessen
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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.
Sarah Dessen
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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.
Sarah Dessen
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You can't always get the perfect moment. Sometimes, you just have to do the best you can under the circumstances.
Sarah Dessen
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She took the sun when it came and the rain the same way.
Sarah Dessen
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Writing a novel is like childbirth: once you realize how awful it really is, you never want to do it again.
Sarah Dessen
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What do you do when you finally hear everything you've always thought said aloud?
Sarah Dessen
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I'd learn that it's not just where you go, but how you choose to get there. So I pulled that sign off the green bike - ENJOY YOUR RIDE! - and went inside to take the first step toward doing just that.
Sarah Dessen
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This is what daughters did. They left, and came home later with lives of their own.
Sarah Dessen
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Because now, I didn't care what they thought. It wasn't new, this realization that I would never be like them. What was different now was that I was glad. Macy page 199
Sarah Dessen
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It wasn't until Kiffney-Brown, when I met Jason Talbot, that I really thought I might actually have one of those boyfriend kind of stories to tell the next time I got together with my old friends. Jason was smart, good-looking, and seriously on the rebound after his girlfriend at Jackson dumped him for, in his words, 'a juvenile delinquent welder with a tattoo'.
Sarah Dessen
