There are some things in this world you rely on, like a sure bet. And when they let you down, shifting from where you've carefully placed them, it shakes your faith, right where you stand. Sarah Dessen More Quotes by Sarah Dessen More Quotes From Sarah Dessen You get what you give, but also what you're willing to take. Sarah Dessen willinggiving Look, the point is there's no way to be a hundred percent sure about anyone or anything. So you're left with a choice. Either hope for the best or just expect the worst. Sarah Dessen choiceslifelooks Writing a novel is like childbirth: once you realize how awful it really is, you never want to do it again. Sarah Dessen awfulwantwriting You couldn't see the key around my neck: it hung too low under both collars. But if I leaned in close, I could make it out, buried deep beneath. Out of sight, hard to recognize, but still able to be found, even if I was the only one to ever look for it. Sarah Dessen keyssightlooks Outside, the ocean was crashing, waves hitting sand, then pulling back to sea. I thought of everything being washed away, again and again. We make such messes in this life, both accidentally and on purpose. But wiping the surface clean doesn't really make anything neater. It just masks what is below. It's only when you really dig down deep, go underground, that you can see who you really are. Sarah Dessen oceansealife Life is full of screwups. You're supposed to fail sometimes. It's a required part of the human existance. Sarah Dessen screw-upsfailuresometimes Sometimes, we just have to be happy with what people can offer us. Even if it's not what we want, at least it's something. Sarah Dessen wantsometimespeople And to know me, as you have discovered, is to love me. Sarah Dessen know-meknows Accepting all the good and bad about someone. It's a great thing to aspire to. The hard part is actually doing it. Sarah Dessen toleranceacceptingacceptance 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. Sarah Dessen finishingover-youwaiting It wasn't about being happy or unhappy. I just didn't want to be me anymore. Sarah Dessen being-yourselfhappyhappiness I didnt pay atteniton to times or distance, instead focusing on how it felt just to be in motion, knowing it wasn't about the finish line but how I got there that mattered. Sarah Dessen distancelinesknowing Behind the camera, I was invisible. When I lifted it up to my eye it was like I crawled into the lens, losing myself there. and everything else fell away. Sarah Dessen cameraseyelife "It's gonna be okay," I said. It was the first time in a long time that I believed it. "It will." Sarah Dessen saidlongfirsts If you could just be nice, then you wouldn't have to worry about arguments at all. but being nice wasn't as easy as it seemed, especially when the rest of the world could be so mean. Sarah Dessen niceworrymean The fate of your heart is your choice and no one else gets a vote Sarah Dessen fateheartlove funny how a beautiful song could tell such a sad story Sarah Dessen storiessongbeautiful Fall in love with someone who truly deserves your heart. Not with someone who plays with it. Sarah Dessen falling-in-loveheartlife Well, it's true that I have been hurt in my life. Quite a bit. But it's also true that I have loved, and been loved. And that carries a weight of its own. A greater weight, in my opinion. It's like that pie chart we talked about earlier. In the end, I'll look back on my life and see that the greatest piece of it was love. The problems, the divorces, the sadness... those will be there too, but just smaller slivers, tiny pieces. Sarah Dessen hurtfaithlove She knew I could tell with one glance, one look, one simple instant. It was her eyes. Despite the thick makeup, they were still dark-rimmed., haunted, and sad. Most of all though, they were familiar. The fact that we were in front of hundreds of strangers changed nothing at all. I'd spent a summer with those same eyes-scared, lost, confused-staring back at me. I would have known them anywhere. Sarah Dessen confusedeyesummer