Sarah Dessen Quotes
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Not for the first time, I wished both of us could just say what we meant. But that, like so much else, was impossible
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Call it crazy, or just chicken salad.
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There's just something obvious about emptiness, even when you try to convince yourself otherwise.
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Remy: Did you really believe, that first day, that we were meant to be together? Dexter: You're here, aren't you?
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That's the thing about someone who rarely gets upset: when they do, you notice.
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I knew this feeling, the 2 a.m. loneliness that I'd practically invented.
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Anyone can hide. Facing up to things, working through them, that's what makes you strong.
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Nothing happens for ages, and then all the changes come at once.
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But the original was there as well—more jaded and rudimentary, functional rather than romantic. It fit not just the yellow house but another door, deep within my own heart. One that had been locked so tight for so long that I was afraid to even try it for fear of what might be on the other side
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There's this other half of him I don't know of, it's like he is trying to keep it a secret... if he would just let me inside so I can help.
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Maybe we were all destined to just keep doing the same stupid things, over and over again, never really learning a single thing.
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Life shouldn't be about the either/or. We're capable of more than that, you know?
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It takes so little to change everything. If you really thought about it, it would scare you to death.
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Society. The same society, I might add, that dictates that little girls should always be sugar and spice and everything nice, which encourages them not to be assertive. And that, in turn, then leads to low self-esteem, which can lead to eating disorders and increased tolerance and acceptance of domestic, sexual, and substance abuse." "You get all that from a pink Onesie?" Leah said after a moment.
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Really? Screaming?” He shrugged. “It wasn’t that bad. But there were definitely some freak-outs on both sides. Though, to be honest, the silence was worse.” “Worse than screaming?” I said. “Much,” he said, nodding. “I mean, at least with an argument, you know what’s happening. Or have some idea. Silence is… it could be anything. It’s just –” “So freaking loud,” I finished for him. He pointed at me. “Exactly.
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Maybe I'd just figured out there were some things you were better off not knowing
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She said writting novels was like childbirth: if you truly remembered how awful it got, you'd never do it again.
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I am never happy when I finish a book. I always start feeling good, and then I get to about Page 75 and start losing momentum - and I kind of pull it together at the end, but by then I think it's just all over. It's become almost a running joke among my agent and my editor - I always say that, so they don't take me seriously anymore.
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I always wrote about girls that went to the beach and had that summer that changed everything. So I was interested in what it would be like to live in a tourist town where everyone has these life changing experiences, but your whole life is there.
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It wasn't about being happy or unhappy. I just didn't want to be me anymore.
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That was the thing about being alone, in theory or in principle. Whatever happened - good, bad, or anywhere in between - it was always, if nothing else, all your own.
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I was actually kind of a hot mess in high school. I did a lot of things in high school I'm not proud of. I wasn't a good student and I wasn't particularly a good daughter. I wasn't very engaged.
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When you had to do something, you had to do it. And eventually, if you were lucky, you did it well.
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Too many locks, not enough keys.