Quotes from Sarah Dessen

You have to have a little bit of disorganization now and then. Otherwise, you'll never really enjoy it when things go right.

Finally he asks, What if that's not enough? What if I need something else? And she replies, Whatever you need, I will find a way to get it to you. I will give you the moon, and more.

It's never long distance between friends.

Listen, the truth is, nothing is guaranteed. You know that more than anybody. So don't be afraid. Be alive.

I wasn't ready for this, but then I probably never would be, and this year, like so much else, wouldn't wait. I had no choice but to get out of my car, with everyone watching and begin in earnest, alone. So I did

How it seemed like you could see everything, but certain things were blocked out, hidden.

In Anger Management,' he said,'we had to do all this role-playing stuff. You know, to get used to handling things in a less volatile way.' 'You role-played,' I said, trying to picture this. 'I had to. It was court-ordered.

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.

Looking at her, I thought again how beautiful she was - even in jeans and a T-shirt, no makeup, she was breathtaking. So much so that it was hard to believe she could ever have looked at herself and seen anything else.

And like my dad always said, the first step is always the hardest.

And trying to break it down this way, to minor and major offenses, maybes and what-ifs, was like arguing over the origin of cracks in a broken egg. It was done. How it happened didn't matter anymore.

Lissa lowered her voice and added, I might not even go to school anyway. I might defer and join the Peace Corps and go to Africa and shave my head and dig latrines. Shave your head? I said, because, really, this was the most ludicrous part of the whole thing. You? Do you have any idea how ugly most people's bare heads are? They've got all kinds of bumps, Lissa. And you won't know until it's too late and you're flat-out bald.

You can't act like you care about someone but not let them care about you.

There were endless ways to spend your days, I knew that, none of them right or wrong. But given the chance for a real do-over, another way around, who would say no?

Like a blinking cursor on an empty page, it was just the first thing. The beginning of the beginning. But at least it was done." "It was kind of soothing, these sounds of lives being lived all around me, for better or for worse. And there I was, in the middle of them all, newly reborn and still waiting for mine to begin.

But there was only one truth about forever that really mattered, and that was this: it was happening. Right then, and every moment afterwards. Look, there. Now. Now. Now.

There was something striking about a single key. It was like a question waiting to be answered, a whole missing a half. Useless on its own, needing something else to be truly defined.

Love is so unpredictable. Sometimes you'll know a man for years and then one day, boom! Suddenly you see him in a different way. And other times, it's that first date, that first moment. That's what makes it so great.

As long as I didn't say it aloud, it wasn't real

But those words were only the middle of the story. There was a beginning here, too.

I know you guys have some sort of weird thing going on, with that game you play and everything— It's called a friendship.

Her life was perfect. But as was often the case, the rest of us were still adjusting.

But wasn't that always the way. It's never something huge that changes everything, but instead the tiniest of details, irrevocably tweaking the balance of the universe while you're busy focusing on the big picture.

At the very least you should tell yourself the truth. If you can't trust yourself, who can you trust?