1,310 Quotes by Sarah Dessen

Jennifer Anne had prepared some complicated-looking recipe involving chicken breasts stuffed with sweet potatoes topped with a vegetable glaze. They looked perfect, but it was the kind of dish where you just knew someone had to have been pawing at your food for a long while to get it just right, their fingers all in what now you were having to stick in your mouth.

I sat up, sliding them off, and the quiet around me did not, for once, seem empty and vast. Instead, for the first time in a while, it felt like it already was full.

What was it like to be so confident even in your failings that you weren't the least bit bothered when other people pointed them out? I was almost envious.

If June was the beginning of a hopeful summer, and July the juice middle, August was suddenly feeling like the bitter end.

There was something so heavy about the burden of history, of the past. I wasn't sure I had it in me to keep looking back.

Sometimes, you have to manufacture your own history. Give fate a push, so to speak.

The people who know you best can be risker, because the words they say and things they think have the potential to be not only scary but true, as well.

I didn't pretend to know Eli at all, but even so, I'd noticed that his manner was slightly hard to read. It was something in the way he talked that made it difficult to tell whether he was kidding or serious or what. This bothered me. Or intrigued me. Or both.

... Everything he feels, he feels strongly. Too strongly, sometimes. I think he freaks people out.