There comes a time in every life when the world gets quiet and the only thing left is your own heart. So you'd better learn to know the sound of it. Otherwise you'll never understand what it's saying.
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Sarah Dessen
Sarah Dessen (born June 6, 1970) is an American writer who lives in Chapel Hill, North Carolina. 2Early life and education Sarah Dessen was born in Evanston, Illinois, on June 6, 1970. Dessen was born to Alan and Cynthia Dessen, both professors at the University of North Carolina. As a teenager, Dessen was very shy and quiet. She became involved with a 21-year-old when she was 15 but cut all contact with him shortly after. She has admitted in an interview that "for many years afterward, I took total blame for everything that happened between me and T. After all, I was a bad kid. I'd did drugs, I lied to my mom. You can't just hang out with a guy and not expect him to get ideas, I told myself. You should have known better." She worked at a children's shoe store when she was in high school at Chapel Hill High School. She was fired during the annual summer sidewalk sal
Because a song can take you back instantly to a moment, a place, or even a person. No matter what else has changed in you or the world, that one song stays the same, just like that moment. Which is pretty amazing, when you actually think about it.
This moment was real too, even if you couldn't tell at first glance. It was fake on the outside, but so true within. You only had to look, really look, to tell.
I thought again how you could never really know what you were seeing with just a glance, in motion, passing by. Good or bad, right or wrong. There was always so much more.
Music is a total constant. That's why we have such a strong visceral connection to it, you know? Because a song can take you back instantly to a moment, or a place, or even a person. No matter what else has changed in your or the world, that one song says the same, just like that moment
It takes so little to change everything. If you really thought about it, it would scare you to death.
It [I'm leaving] wasn't really necessary to say, especially if you were already walking away. Almost redundant. And yet, there was a comfort in being no question, no room for doubt.
It's always very pure, that last moment before an ugly, unsettling truth hits someone. The most stark of before-and-afters.
We were willing to do so much for the people we loved, even if it meant hurting ourselves. Maybe that, in the end, was what love--all kinds-- was really about.
Nothing happens for ages, and then all the changes come at once.
Don't change for a guy, ever. If they're worthy, they'll like you just the way you are.
Relationships don’t always make sense. Especially from the outside.
Friends are honest with each other. Even if the truth hurts.
You're supposed to fail sometimes. It's a required part of the human existence.
You couldn't just pick and choose at will when someone depended on you, or loved you. It wasn't like a light switch, easy to turn on or off. If you were in, you were in. Out, you were out.
Life is full of screwups. You're supposed to fail sometimes. It's a required part of the human existence.
Relationships don't always make sense. Especially from the outside.
You know the minute you stop thinking about it, it'll happen.
Oh darling, don't be bitter. It's the first instinct of the weak.
Sometimes a question can hurt more than an answer