Sarah Dessen
Sarah Dessen
Sarah Dessenis an American writer who lives in Chapel Hill, North Carolina...
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth6 June 1970
CityEvanston, IL
secret trying half
Theres this other half of him i dont know of, its like he is trying it keep it a secret.... if he would just let me inside so i can help
dream hopeful way
As I rolled over, stretching out, my only thought was to go back to the dream I'd been having, which I couldn't remember, other than that it had been good, in that distant, hopeful way unreal things can be.
expect-nothing worst disappointed
If you expect the worst, you'll never be disappointed.
block thinking phoenix
I remembered Owen telling me how music had saved him in Phoenix, that it drowned everything out, and it was the same for me now. As long as I had something to listen to, I could blur the things I didn't want to think about, if not block them out completely.
kind lock-and-key happens
Whenever something great happens, you’re always kind of poised for the universe to correct itself.
principles theory ifs
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.
views glasses broken
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.
who-i-am might way
I've always known who I am. I might not work perfectly, or be like them, but that's okay. I know I work in my own way.
hands doors way
I always tried to imagine what it would be like to open your door to find something you had given up on. maybe it had seen places you never had, been rerouted and passed through so many strange hands, but still somehow found its way back to you, all before the day even began.
sweat perfect want
It took a lot of work to be perfect. If you didn’t want to break a sweat, there was no point in even bothering.
lucky wells ifs
When you had to do something, you had to do it. And eventually, if you were lucky, you did it well.
stupid
It's so, so stupid what we do to ourselves because we're afraid. It's so stupid.
hippie scolded
Nothing like being scolded by a hippie.
disappointment mean people
I mean, at first, it was kind of disappointing. But people recover from disappointment. Otherwise we'd all be hanging from nooses. Right?