Sarah Dessen Quotes
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"I don't know," I said. "What else did you do for your first eighteen years?" "Like I said," he said as I unlocked the car, "I'm not so sure that you should go by my example." "Why not?" "Because I have my regrets," he said. "Also, I'm a guy. And guys do different stuff." "Like ride bikes?" I said. "No," he replied. "Like have food fights. And break stuff. And set off firecrackers on people's front porches. And..." "Girls can't set off firecrackers on people's front porches?" "They can," he said... "But they're smart enough not to. That's the difference."
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What did it feel like, I wondered, to love someone that much? So much that you couldn't even control yourself when they came close, as if you might just break free of whatever was holding you and throw yourself at them with enough force to easily overwhelm you both.
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There was something so heavy about the burden of history, of the past. I wasn't sure I had it in me to keep looking back.
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If this was my forever, I wouldn't want to spend it here.
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Because anyone that can make you feel that bad about yourself is toxic.
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Told you. Everything sounds better in the car wash.
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She took the sun when it came and the rain the same way.
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So finally, I decided that the best response — the safest — was none at all.
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I knew I had to keep him to myself, as I'd slowly begun to keep everything. We had secrets now, truths and half-truths, that kept her always at arm's length, behind a closed door, miles away.
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But she wouldn't. I knew that already. My mother and I had an understanding: we worked together to be as much in control of our shared world as possible. I was suposed to be her other half, carrying my share of the weight. In the last few weeks, I'd tried to shed it, and doing so sent everything off kilter. So of course she would pull me tighter, keeping me in my place, because doing so meant she would always be sure, somehow, of her own.
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I think part of the problem sometimes is that there's so much happening in my books, to whittle it down into a single script is hard.
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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.
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But it was okay not to fit in everywhere, as long as you did somewhere.
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Something had changed in me, even if I didn't know what it was just yet. All I could think was that I felt alive for the first time.
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If you have just one person believe in you, you'll always find your way
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He wasn't what I'd thought he was; maybe he never had been. I wasn't what I'd thought I was, either.
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True friendship is a promise you keep forever.
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Maybe other writers have perfect first drafts, but I am not one of them. I always try to get the book as tight as I can, but you reach a point as the author where you have lost all perspective.
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Love can make up for a lot.
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What happened to goodbye?
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It is kind of hard to hold a lot in. But for me… it’s sometimes even harder to let it out.
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What do you do when you finally hear everything you've always thought said aloud?
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After everything that happened, how could I miss him? But I did, I did.
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"So you're always honest," I said. "Aren't you?" "No," I told him. "I'm not." "Well, that's good to know, I guess." "I'm not saying I'm a liar," I told him. He raised his eyebrows. "That's not how I meant it, anyways." "How'd you mean it, then?" "I just...I don't always say what I feel." "Why not?" "Because the truth sometimes hurts," I said. "Yeah," he said. "So do lies, though."