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Sarah Dessen Quotes - Page 15

All Quotes Acceptance Age Balance Beach Bike Challenges Children Choices Coffee Commitment Dad Determination Disappointment Divorce Doubt Eating Failing Fate Feelings Fighting Fun Giving Giving Up Goodbye Grief Grieving Growing Up Heart High School Home House Hurt Inspirational Kissing Language Leaving Liars Life Listening Love Lying Memories Mom Moon Morning Past Planning Reading Regret Risk Running Sadness School Self Esteem Silence Sleep Struggle Students Summer Understanding Waiting Walking Water Work Out Worry Writing

Looking back, it seemed like it should have been harder to lose someone, or have them lose you, especially when they were in the same state, only a few towns over.

Looking back, it seemed like it should have been harder to lose someone, or have them lose you, especially when they were in the same state, only a few towns over.

Should Have, Towns, States

Sarah Dessen (2008). “Lock and Key”, p.44, Penguin

A lot can change between planning something and actually doing it. But maybe all that really matters is that anything is different at all.

Different, Matter, Planning

Sarah Dessen (2008). “Lock and Key”, p.84, Penguin

Once I turned eighteen, I could cut myself off from everyone and finally get what I wanted, which was to be on my own, once and for all. ~Ruby, pg 38

Cutting, Wanted, Eighteen

With my mom, when someone was gone, they were gone. She didn't waste another minute thinking about them, and neither should you.

Mom, Thinking, Gone

Sarah Dessen (2008). “Lock and Key”, p.40, Penguin

You know, I think I knew you for about three weeks before I ever really saw you smile. And then one day, Morgan said something and you laughed, and I remember thinking it was really cool because it meant something. You're not the kind of person who smiles for nothing, Colie. I have to earn every one.

Thinking, One Day, Three

Sarah Dessen (2011). “Last Chance”, p.126, Hachette UK

See, Colie, it's all about understanding. We're all worth something.

Understanding

"Keeping the Moon". Book by Sarah Dessen, 1999.

He was not my boyfriend. On the other hand, he wasn't just a friend either. Instead, our relationship was elastic, stretching between those two extremes depending on who else was around, how much either of us had to drink, and other varying factors. This was exactly what I wanted, as commitments had never really been my thing. And it wasn't like it was hard, either. The only trick was never giving more than you were willing to lose.

Commitment, Hands, Two

"Lock and Key". Book by Sarah Dessen, 2008.

Still, there was also was something reassuring about working for Commercial, almost hopeful. Like things that were lost could be found again. As we drove away, I always tried to imagine what it would be like to open your door to find something you had given up on.

Doors, Hopeful, Would Be

Sarah Dessen (2008). “Lock and Key”, p.27, Penguin

"So you're always honest," I said. "Aren't you?" "No," I told him. "I'm not." "Well, that's good to know, I guess." "I'm not saying I'm a liar," I told him. He raised his eyebrows. "That's not how I meant it, anyways." "How'd you mean it, then?" "I just...I don't always say what I feel." "Why not?" "Because the truth sometimes hurts," I said. "Yeah," he said. "So do lies, though."

Hurt, Lying, Liars

"Just Listen". Book by Sarah Dessen, 2006.

I don't lie." "You don't lie," I repeated. "That's what I said." "Ever." "Nope." Sure you don't, I thought.

Lying, Don't Lie, Said

Sarah Dessen (2008). “Just Listen”, p.109, Penguin

I paused, only just now realizing that the subject was hitting a little close to home. "You know, getting hurt. Putting herself out there, opening up to someone." Yeah," he said adding some cheese straws to the cart, "but risk is just part of relationships. Sometimes they work, sometimes they don't." I picked up a box of cheese straws, examining it. "Yeah," I said. "But it's not all about chance, either.

Hurt, Home, Opening Up

Sarah Dessen (2008). “Lock and Key”, p.187, Penguin

Total commitment. You know, the idea of discovering something that, for all intents and purposes, goes against your abilities, and yet still deciding to do it anyway. That takes guts, you know?

Commitment, Ideas, Purpose

Sarah Dessen (2008). “Lock and Key”, p.188, Penguin

I wondered if he ever thought of me, and hated the pang I felt when I told myself he didn't.

Yearning, Hated, Felt

"Dreamland". Book by Sarah Dessen, September 1, 2000.

I wasn't sure what I expected her to do or say to this. It was all new to me from that second on. But clearly, she'd been there before. It was obvious in the easy way she shrugged off her bag, letting it fall with a thump onto the sand, before sitting down beside me. She didn't pull me close for a big bonding hug or offer up some saccharine words of comfort, both of which would have sent me running for sure. Instead she gave me nothing but her company, realizing even before I did this that this, in fact, was just what I needed.

Running, Fall, Hug

"Along for the Ride". Book by Sarah Dessen, 2009.

Instead, we just sat there, together but really apart, watching a show about a stranger and all her secrets, while keeping our own to ourselves, as always.

Secret, Together, Stranger

"Just Listen". Book by Sarah Dessen, 2006.

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.

Principles, Theory, Happened

Sarah Dessen (2008). “Lock and Key”, p.46, Penguin

"Look," I said, "We knew Jason and Becky would be back, the break would end. This isn't a surprise, it's what's supposed to happen. It's what we wanted. Right?" "Is it?" he asked. "Is it what you want?" Whether he intended it to be or not, this was the final question, the last Truth. If I said what I really thought, I was opening myself up for a hurt bigger than I could even imagine. I didn't have it in me. We changed and altered so many rules, but it was this one, the only one when we'd started, that I would break. "Yes," I said.

Hurt, Jason, Would Be

"The Truth About Forever". Book by Sarah Dessen, 2004.

He always did the leaving. But not this time. She kept walking, and did not look back.

Leaving, Looks, Walking

Sarah Dessen (2004). “This Lullaby”, p.279, Penguin

At the same time, though, I was beginning to wonder if this was just how it was supposed to be for me, like perhaps I wasn't capable of having that many people in my life at any one time. My mom turned up, Nate walked away, one door opening as another clicked shut.

Mom, Doors, People

Sarah Dessen (2008). “Lock and Key”, p.254, Penguin

My mother has always been the point I calibrated myself against. In knowing where she was, I could always locate myself, as well. These months she'd been gone, I felt like I'd been floating, loose and boundaryless, but now that I knew where she was, I kept waiting for a kind of certainty to kick in. It didn't. Instead, I was more unsure than ever, stuck between this new life and the one I'd left behind.

Mother, Knowing, Waiting

"Lock and Key". Book by Sarah Dessen, 2008.

I am the middle sister. The one in between. Not oldest, not youngest, not boldest, not nicest. I am the shade of gray, the glass half empty or full, depending on your view. In my life, there has been little that I have done first or better than the one preceding or following me. Of all of us, though, I am the only one who has been broken.

Glasses, Views, Broken

"Just Listen". Book by Sarah Dessen, 2006.

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. But standing there alone on the landing, I thought of Grandma Halley and how she'd held me close against her lap as we watched the sky together. I'd always thought I couldn't remember, but suddenly in that moment, I closed my eyes and saw the comet, finally, brilliant and impossible, stretching above me across the sky.

Grandma, Eye, Sky

Sarah Dessen (2004). “Someone Like You”, p.166, Penguin

I listened for the voice I knew so well, the one I always heard at the beginning. Good girl, Macy! You're doing great! You know the first steps are the hardest part! They were. Sometimes I felt so out of sync, it was all could do not to quit after a few strides. But I kept on, as I did now. I had to, to get to the next part, this part, where I finally caught up with Wes, my shadow aligning itself with his, an dhe turned to look at me, pushing his hair our of his eyes.

Girl, Eye, Hair

"I just don't know," I said, my voice sounding bumby, not like mine, "how do you help someone who doesn't want your help. What do you do when you can't do anything?"

Voice, Want, Helping

"Lock and Key". Book by Sarah Dessen, 2008.

Never would forever, with all its meanings, be so clear and distinct as in the true, guaranteed end of the world.

Forever, World, Ends

Sarah Dessen (2006). “The Truth About Forever”, p.188, Penguin

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