Sarah Dessen
Sarah Dessen
Sarah Dessenis an American writer who lives in Chapel Hill, North Carolina...
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth6 June 1970
CityEvanston, IL
giving connections sitting
Sitting there with them, it was almost hard to remember when I first came to Perkins, so determined to remember to be a one-woman operation to the end. But that was the thing about taking help and giving it, or so I was learning; there was no such thing as really getting even. Instead, this connection, once opened, remained ongoing over time.
moving connections use
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.
underrated
Conciseness is underrated
doors keys giving
You want me to give her a key?" the guy asked. "I want you to give her a possibility," she told him, looking at my necklace again. "And that's what a key represents. An open door, a chance. You know?
heart dry source
You can't just turn your heart off like a faucet; you have to go to the source and dry it out, drop by drop.
loneliness insomnia feelings
I knew this feeling, the 2 a.m. loneliness that I'd practically invented.
order long proud
The further you go, the more you have to be proud of. At the same time, in order to come a long way, you have to be behind to begin with. IN the end, though maybe it's not how you reach a place that matters. Just that you get there at all.
pauses pathetic
Stop it. Seriously. This isn't funny.' 'You're right.' A pause. 'It's pathetic.
lovers fighter freak
You didn't have to take a punch for me, you know,' he said. 'I'm a lover, not a fighter.' 'You're a freak is what you are,' I said.
matter lock-and-key ends
In the end, though, maybe it's not how you reach a place that matters. Just that you get there at all.
running home dark
I'd been running for years: there was nothing scarier, to me, than to just be still with someone. And yet, there on that dark road, going home, I was.
together world constant
I thought of all the times we'd been together, how I kept coming closer, then retreating, while he stayed right where he was. A constant in a world where few, if any, really existed.
song people tunes
It was as familiar to me as a song I'd been hearing my whole life, covered by various people but the basic tune the same.
guy way like-you
And don't change for a guy, ever," Leah added. "If they're worthy, they'll like you just the way you are.