Quotes by Sarah Dessen

When you dont know where youre going, maybe it wasnt such a bad thing to have more than you need.

Together, we looked down at the tiny house, the sole thing on this vast, flat surface. Like the only person living on the moon. It could be either lonely or peaceful, depending on how you looked at it. Its a start, I said.

But what he didnt understand was that this dreamland was preferable,walking through this life half-sleeping,everything at arms length or farther away. I understood those mermaids.I didnt care if they sang to me.All I wanted was to block out all the human voices as they called me name again and again,pulling me upward into light,to drown.

There are some things in this world you rely on, like a sure bet. And when they let you down, shifting from where youve carefully placed them, it shakes your faith, right where you stand.

Stuff that would be weird in the bright light of day just wasnt so much once you passed a certain hour.

If you have just one person believe in you, youll always find your way

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.

Why dont you ever wait a second and see what Im planning, or thinking, before you burst in with your opinions and ideas? You never even give me a chance.

Timing clicking together, finally, pieces falling into place.

Some things dont last forever, but some things do. Like a good song, or a good book, or a good memory you can take out and unfold in your darkest times, pressing down on the corners and peering in close, hoping you still recognize the person you see there.

the truth about forever is that it is happening right now

Forever was so many different things. It was always changing, it was what everything was really about. It was twenty minutes, or a hundred years, or just this instant, or any instant I wished would last and last. But there was only one truth about forever that really mattered, and that was this: it was happening.

Like maybe its forever, maybe its not

If this was my forever, I didnt want to spend another second of it here.

I mean, its impossible to fake anything if youve already seen the other person in a way theyd never choose for you to. You cant go back from that.

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.

Despite my dads assurances I was strangely nervous my stomach tight ever since wed hung up. Maybe Deb had picked up on this and it was why shed pretty much talked nonstop since Id approached her and asked for a ride. Id barely had time to explain the situation before she had launched into a dozen stories to illustrate the point that Things Happened But People Were Okay in the End.

To me, summer has always been about potential. This was especially true when I was in high school. Those 3 or so months between 1 school year and the next always meant change. People got taller or wider or smaller. They broke up or came together, lost friends or gained them, had life experiences that you could tell had transformed them even if you didnt know what they were. In the summer, the days were long, stretching into each other. Out of school, everything was on pause and yet happening at the same time, this collection of weeks when anything was possible. As a teenager, I was always hoping to change, to become someone other than who I was. Each summer, I felt I had the chance to do that. All I had to do was wait and see what happened.

If June was the beginning of a hopeful summer, and July the juice middle, August was suddenly feeling like the bitter end.

Theres just something obvious about emptiness, even when you try to convince yourself otherwise.