It's strange isn't it, how the idea of belonging to someone can sound so great? It can be comforting, the way it makes things decided. We like the tough of being held, until it's too tight. We like that certainty, until it means there's no way out. And we like being his, until we realize we're not…
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Deb Caletti
Deb Caletti (born June 16, 1963) is an American writer of young adult and adult fiction. Caletti is a National Book Award finalist, as well as the recipient of other numerous awards including the PEN USA finalist award, the Washington State Book Award, and SLJ Best Book award. Caletti's books feature the Pacific Northwest, and her young adult work is popular for tackling difficult issues typically reserved for adult fiction. Her first adult fiction novel, He's Gone, was published by Random House in 2013 and was followed by her second book for adults, The Secrets She Keeps in 2015. 2Personal life Deb Caletti was born June 16, 1963 in San Rafael, California. When Caletti was eleven, her father's work relocated the family to Seattle, Washington. Caletti often cites her love for writing and reading stemming back to her early childhood. “My most memorable teacher was Rich Campe, my third-grade teacher at Fairlands Elementary in Pleasanton, California. Rich was a bona fide Bay Area hippie…We also did a lot of creative writing in his class. His remarks on my stories…were the sort of encouragement that could make you feel that maybe, possibly, you were on to something with the whole writing thin
It’s strange, isn’t it, how the idea of belonging to someone can sound so great? It can be comforting, the way it makes things decided. We like the thought of being held, until it’s too tight. We like that certainty, until it means there’s no way out. And we like being his, until we realize we’re…
You can forget that other people carry pieces of your own story around in their heads. I’ve always thought—put together all those random pieces form everyone whose ever known you, from your parents to the guy who once sat next to you on a bus, and you’d probably see a fuller version of your life…
It was practically un-American to not set goals and then do everything you could, everything, to reach them. Quitting -- it was a dirty word...
If letting go, if letting people and things work themselves out in the way that they needed to without your help was the most important thing, then it was also the hardest.
summer, after all, is a time when wonderful things can happen to quiet people. for those few months, you’re not required to be who everyone thinks you are, and that cut-grass smell in the air and the chance to dive into the deep end of a pool give you a courage you don’t have the rest of the year.…
Love can come when you’re already who you are, when you’re filled with you. Not when you look to someone else to fill the empty space.
We should not give away a moment to anyone who does not deserve it.
Love is ease, love is comfort, love is support and respect. Love is not punishing or controlling. Love lets you grow and breathe.
It starts so young, and I'm angry about that. The garbage we're taught. About love, about what's "romantic." Look at so many of the so-called romantic figures in books and movies. Do we ever stop and think how many of them would cause serious and drastic unhappiness after The End? Why are sick and…
You've got to have someone who loves your body. Who doesn't define you, but sees you. Who loves what he sees. Who you don't have to struggle to be good enough for.
We should not give away a moment to anyone who does not deserve it.
Rejection, though--it could make the loss of someone you weren't even that crazy about feel gut wrenching and world ending.
This is what I know. Don't settle for 40, 50, or even 80 percent. A relationship, it shouldn't be too small or too tight or even a little scratchy. It shouldn't take up space in your closet out of guilty conscience or convenience or a moment of desire. Do you hear me? It should be perfect for you.…
The loneliness you feel with another person, the wrong person, is the loneliest of all.
That’s what people do who love you. They put their arms around you and love you when you’re not so lovable.
That’s what people do who love you. They put their arms around you and love you when you’re not so lovable.