Quotes from Sarah Dessen

I wanted to tell him so. Find the right words, string them together in the ideal way, knowing that here they would have the best chance of sounding perfect.

I thought of all the times we'd been together, how I kept coming closer, then retreating, while he stayed right where he was. A constant in a world where few, if any, really existed.

Just me and the future, finally together. Now there was a happy ending I could believe in.

Morning would come before we knew it. It always did. But we still had the night, and for now, we were together, so I just closed my eyes and drank it all in.

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.

So many versions of just one memory, and yet none of them were right or wrong. Instead, they were all pieces. Only when fitted together, edge to edge, could they even begin to tell the whole story.

And for one second, it was like I could feel the timing clicking together, finally pieces falling into place.

Wes wants to be with Macy. And Macy, whether she'll admit it or not, wants to be with Wes. And yet they're not together, which is not only unjust, but when you think about it, tragical!

Fall in love with someone who truly deserves your heart. Not with someone who plays with it.

Love can make up for a lot.

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.

In high school, I was lucky enough to have a big group of girlfriends that have really inspired a lot of the stories in my books. I'm still close with my friends from that time, so it's never very hard to put myself back into that place, that voice.

I love YA, and it's been a really good fit for me. But at some point, I would like to try something else: a collection of short stories, or writing about something other than high school. A lot has happened to me since I was eighteen.

Friends are honest with each other. Even if the truth hurts. -Maggie

It's always very pure, that last moment before an ugly, unsettling truth hits someone. The most stark of before-and-afters.

Some things are meant to be broken. Imperfect. Chaotic.

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

The truth was, I wasn't sure. But I wanted to keep believing people could change, and it was certainly easier to do so when you were in the midst of it.

You knew the truth all along, Colie. That's all matters. You knew.

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.

I used to worry I was entirely uninteresting, but the truth is I think if my life was more exciting I'd never have any time to write.

So this had been all I wanted, a boy who understood how I felt. Now, though, I sometimes wished for more.

And always remember how much your crazy sister loves you.

I don't live in New York or California. I'm in the grocery store, at the park with my kids, and I'm a normal person. I'm feeding my chickens and agonizing about my next book!