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Sarah Dessen Quotes - Page 7

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

I was running from one problem or place to another, with no time left to study, or sleep, or just breathe. I felt pulled in all directions, fighting to keep all these obligations circling in the air above me. It was

I was running from one problem or place to another, with no time left to study, or sleep, or just breathe. I felt pulled in all directions, fighting to keep all these obligations circling in the air above me. It was only a matter of time before something fell.

Running, Sleep, Fighting

Sarah Dessen (2004). “Dreamland”, p.129, Penguin

But the original was there as well—more jaded and rudimentary, functional rather than romantic. It fit not just the yellow house but another door, deep within my own heart. One that had been locked so tight for so long that I was afraid to even try it for fear of what might be on the other side

Heart, Doors, Yellow

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

I spent a lot of time looking at that picture. Wondering what I’d think of that girl, if I was someone else, seeing how easily she sits in her boyfriend’s lap, laughing, with his arms around her. I would have thought her life was perfect, the way I once thought Cass’s was. It was too easy, I was learning, to just assume things.

Girl, Thinking, Perfect

Sarah Dessen (2004). “Dreamland”, p.185, Penguin

"You ready to play?" Dave asked, bouncing it. "I don't know," I said. "Are you going to cheat?" "It's street ball!" He said checking it to me. "Show me that love." So chessy, i thought. But as i felt it, solid against my hands, i did feel something. I wasn't sure it was love. Maybe what remained of it, though, whatever that might be. "All right," I said. "Let's play."

Hands, Play, Balls

"What Happened to Goodbye". Book by Sarah Dessen, May 10, 2011.

You can't love anyone that way more than once in a lifetime. It's too hard and it hurts too much when it ends.

Hurt, First Love, Once In A Lifetime

Sarah Dessen (2003). “How to Deal”, Puffin

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.

Life, Track, Choices

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

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.

Jobs, Giving Up, Writing

"Author Interview: Sarah Dessen on Just Listen". Interview with Cynthia Leitich Smith, cynthialeitichsmith.blogspot.com. December 12, 2006.

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.

Mean, Two, Needs

Sarah Dessen (2013). “The Moon and More”, p.105, Penguin

What is family? They were the people who claimed you. In good, in bad, in parts or in whole, they were the ones who showed up, who stayed there, regardless.

People, Whole

Sarah Dessen (2008). “Lock and Key”, p.267, Penguin

There's something nice about the silence of a car ride in the dark, going home. When you were tired of the radio and conversation, and it was okay to just be alone with your thoughts and the road ahead. If you're that comfortable with someone, you don't have to talk.

Nice, Home, Tired

"What Happened To Goodbye". Book by Sarah Dessen, May 10, 2011.

Its 75 Degrees! In December!

Degrees, December

The first thing I did when I got inside was turn on the kitchen light. Then I moved to the table, putting my dad's iPod on the speaker dock, and a Bob Dylan song came on, the notes familiar. I went into the living room, hitting the switch there, then down the hallway to my room, where I did the same. It was amazing what a little noise and brightness could do to a house and a life, how much the smallest bit of each could change everything. After all these years of just passing through, I was beginning to finally feel at home.

Song, Dad, Home

"What Happened To Goodbye". Book by Sarah Dessen, May 10, 2011.

I looked down again at the sign in my hand - ENJOY THE RIDE! - and it seemed, suddenly, to be just that. A sign.

Hands, Enjoy

I'd learn that it's not just where you go, but how you choose to get there. So I pulled that sign off the green bike - ENJOY YOUR RIDE! - and went inside to take the first step toward doing just that.

Green, Firsts, Steps

I'd come here planning to leave as soon as I could. It was a pit stop, not a destination. I had my whole life mapped out." "So what happened?" "I guess that map didn't turn out to be mine after all.

Pits, Maps, Planning

Sarah Dessen (2009). “Along for the Ride”, p.237, Penguin

Get back on that bike.

Get Back, Bike

Sarah Dessen (2009). “Along for the Ride”, p.233, Penguin

Listen,"Kristy said," the truth is,nothing is guranteed. You know better than anybody." She looked at me hard,making sure I knew what she meant.I did."So don't be afraid.Be alive.

Alive, Truth Is, Said

But unfriendly is usually one of those things you pick up on right away. You know, like B.O. There's no hiding it if it's there.

Hiding, Unfriendly, Knows

Sarah Dessen (2008). “Lock and Key”, p.106, Penguin

its been a long night" "aren't they all?

Night, Long Nights, Long

But risk is just part of relationships. Sometimes they work, sometimes they don't.

Risk, Sometimes

Sarah Dessen (2008). “Lock and Key”, p.206, Penguin

Oh for God's sake,' Heather said, 'I wish you two would just go out, fail miserably as a couple, and get it over with.

Couple, Two, Heathers

Sarah Dessen (2011). “What Happened to Goodbye”, p.75, Penguin

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?

Keys, Doors, Giving

Sarah Dessen (2008). “Lock and Key”, p.163, Penguin

Clearly, sharing something could take you a long way, or at least to a different place than you'd planned. Like a friendship or a family, or even jsut alone on a curb on a Saturday, trying to get your bearings as best you can.

Long, Trying, Different

Fine...a word that you said when someone asked how you were but didn't really care to know the truth.

Care, Said, Fine

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.

Moving, Connections, Use

Sarah Dessen (2011). “What Happened to Goodbye”, p.121, Penguin

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