We laughed ourselves silly, taking back our shared past, gently, piece by piece. Sarah Dessen More Quotes by Sarah Dessen More Quotes From Sarah Dessen I just thought to my self, all of a sudden, that we had something in common. A natural chemistry, if you will. And I had a feeling that something big was going to happen. To both of us. That we were, in fact, meant to be together. Sarah Dessen selftogetherfeelings Sometimes really, really bad things happen to people, and there is no explanation and no reason whatsoever. Sarah Dessen reasonsometimespeople Grief can be a burden, but also an anchor. You get used to the weight, how it holds you in place. Sarah Dessen bereavementanchorsgrief I think I'm way too much of a control freak to co-author anything with anyone. I have a hard enough time writing with myself! I admire people that can do it, but it's not for me. Sarah Dessen writingpeoplethinking You can't just plan a moment when things get back on track, just as you can't plan the moment you lose your way in the first place. Sarah Dessen trackchoiceslife I think the most important thing is just to write. It sounds so simple, but sometimes it's not. You can get so distracted - -by having to work other jobs, or what other people have to say about your writing - -but the one thing that really matters is that you just keep going, especially when you're working on a novel. It's so easy to get discouraged and give up. Sarah Dessen giving-upwritingjobs You need demarcation." "Demarcation?" I asked. "It means a clear separation between two things," he told me. "A solid end before a clean beginning. No murky borders. Clarity. Sarah Dessen twomeanneeds Then I'd crawl back into bed, smelling her all around me, and tell myself that next time, I would lock that window. But I never did. Sarah Dessen locksnextbed No, no, no to Tallyho. Sarah Dessen This was our common ground, the secret we shared but never spoke aloud. Sarah Dessen spokessecretcommon And I felt comfort. Finally. All I'd wanted for so long was for someone to explain everything that had happened to me in this same way. To label it neatly on a page: this leads to this leads to this. I knew, deep down, it was more complicated than that, but watching Jason, I was hopeful. He took the mess that was Macbeth and fixed it, and I had to wonder if he might, in some small way, be able to do the same for me. So I moved myself closer to him, and I'd been there ever since. Sarah Dessen hopefulcomfortlong Because' I repeated, as a breeze blew over us, "sometimes things just happen. That aren't expected. Or on the list." "Such as?" he asked "I don't know," I said, frustrated. "That's the point. It would be out of the blue, taking us by surprise. Something we might not be prepared for." "But we will be prepared," he said, confused. "We'll have the list. Sarah Dessen frustratedconfusedblue As if it didnt matter what was on, but instead how hard i was listening. Sarah Dessen hardmatterlistening My sister, who never understood most of the things I wanted her to, might have been able to understand what had happened to me in this summer of weddings and beginnings. And she was right. The first boy was always the hardest. Sarah Dessen summermightboys So say I’m your mom.' 'What?' I said. 'I’m your mom,' he repeated. 'Now tell me you want to quit modeling.' I could feel myself blushing. 'I can’t do that,' I said. 'Why not?' he asked. 'Is it so hard to believe? You think I’m not a good role-player?' 'No,' I said. 'It’s just–' 'Because I am. Everyone wanted me to be their mother in group.' I just looked at him. 'I just… It’s weird.' 'No, it’s hard. But not impossible. Just try it.' A week earlier, I hadn’t even known what color his eyes were. Now, we were family. At least temporarily. Sarah Dessen mommotherbelieve Sometimes, you get things right the first time. Others, the second. But the third time, they say, is the charm. Sarah Dessen charmsometimesfirsts But all the love in the world won't save a sinking ship. You have to either bail or jump overboard. Sarah Dessen bailgoodbyeworld It took a lot of work to be perfect. Sarah Dessen perfect All we had was her room, her stories, and the quiet that settled in as we tried in vain to spread ourselves out and fill the space she'd left behind. Sarah Dessen spacestoriesrooms I hoped that Grace would be a little bit of the best of all of us: Scarlett's spirit, and my mother's strength, Marion's determination, and Michael's sly humor. I wasn't sure what I could give, not just yet. But I would know when I told her about the comet, years from now, I would know. And I would lean close to her ear, saying the words no one else could hear, explaining it all. The language of solace and comets, and the girls we all become, in the end. Sarah Dessen girldeterminationmother
