Sarah Quotes

It was like when you ripped a piece of paper into two: no matter how you tried, the seams never fit exactly right again.

Because it is so hard, in any life, to believe in what you can’t fully understand.

But anyone can begin. It was the part with all the promise, the potential, the things I loved. More and more, though, I was finding myself wanting to find out what happened in the end.

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.

At every wedding someone stays home.

Pretend to be a delinquent?" I asked clarifying. "You can do it," Dave advised me. "Just don't smile, and try to look like you're considering stealing something.

So I learned another system: When in doubt, keep it out – out of earshot, out of the house – even if this meant, really, just keeping it in.

Not for the first time, I wished both of us could just say what we meant. But that, like so much else, was impossible

It is kind of hard to hold a lot in. But for me… it’s sometimes even harder to let it out.

but you could also look at it the other way. Like you’re saying no matter how bad things are for you, I can still relate.

Okay," he said. He took a breath. "What would you do, if you could do anything?" I took a step toward him, closing the space between us. "This." I said. And then I kissed him.

I don't think anyone would think that an ellipsis represents doubt or anything. I think it's more, you know, hinting at the future. What lies ahead.

And while it is hard enough to take away something that makes a person happy it's even more difficult when it seems like it's the only thing.

Odd how it was so easy for a stranger to assume such familiarity. Especially when those who were supposed to know you best often didn't, not at all.

It was like reaching for someone's hand, then missing their fingers, or even their arm, and hitting their shoulder instead. But no matter. You hang on tight anyway.

You bought me some forks. And knives. And spoons. Because you love me!

Maybe" she said. "I just wish we'd have a little mishap.It would be reassuring

The health of the people I love is all that really matters in this world. Period.

But you only get so many do-overs in this life, so many chances to, if not change your past, alter your future.

We laughed ourselves silly, taking back our shared past, gently, piece by piece.

But when you're alone in the world, really alone, you have no choice but to be open to suggestions.

Growing up means :propelling yourself forward into whatever lies ahead, one turn of the wheel at a time.

Events conspired to bring you back to where you'd been. It was what you did then that made all the difference: it was all about potential.

The only thing I can't stand more than seeing something done wrong is seeing it done slowly.

nothing is guaranteed.... So don't be afraid. Be alive.

Life has a way of disregarding even your best intentions.

Because maybe, the best of times were yet to come. You never knew.

There comes a point when things are undeniable and can't be hidden any longer. Even from yourself.

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

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.

Oh for God's sake,' Heather said, 'I wish you two would just go out, fail miserably as a couple, and get it over with.

You want me to give her a key?" the guy asked. "I want you to give her a possibility," she told him, looking at my necklace again. "And that's what a key represents. An open door, a chance. You know?

I looked down again at the sign in my hand - ENJOY THE RIDE! - and it seemed, suddenly, to be just that. A sign.

It's harder that in looks," I told him when I finally got back in the car. "Most things are.

You didn't fail. You just opted out. There's a difference.

Get back on that bike.

I'd come here planning to leave as soon as I could. It was a pit stop, not a destination. I had my whole life mapped out." "So what happened?" "I guess that map didn't turn out to be mine after all.

Whether it was a song, a person, or a story, there was a lot you couldn’t know from just an excerpt, a glance, or part of a chorus.

It's not always easy being her daughter.' I think,' she said, 'sometimes it's hard no matter whose daughter you are.

Like a blinking cursor on an empty page, it was just the first thing. The beginning of the beginning. But at least it was done.

Of course it hurts", she grumbled, tipping my head further back. "Life sucks. Get over it

And I felt a sudden whirl in my head, knowing this leap was inevitable, that I wasn't just standing on the cliff, toes poking over, but already in mid-air.

talk was cheap and useless. Action was what mattered. And me, I was moving. Now, again, always.

Failing sucks. But it's better than the alternative." "Which is?" "Not even trying." Now he did look at me, straight on. "Life's short, you know?

Welcome to adulthood," she said. "It sucks as much as high school.

Despite our differences, we did have a history. No one understood where I was coming from the way he did.

There's this other half of him I don't know of, it's like he is trying to keep it a secret... if he would just let me inside so I can help.

If you're not getting hurt, you're not riding hard enough.

I was heading off to my new world. But I was taking a part of my past, and the future, along with me for the ride.

What were you two talking about?" she whispered as Wes pulls the door shut. Nothing," I said. "Running." You should have seen your face," she said, her breath hot in my ear. "Sa-woooon.