Sarah Dessen Quotes - Page 6

The way I see it is that some things are just meant to be the way they are.

It was great. Freedom even the imagined kind always is.

Music is the great uniter. An incredible force. Something that people who differ on everything and anything else can have in common.

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.

a song can take you back instantly to a moment, or 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.

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 you or the world, that one song stays the same, just like that moment.

La música [...] fue una vía de escape. Todo lo demás estaba cambiando o llegaba a su fin, pero la música era un recurso vasto, infinito.

Like it takes so little not only to change something, but to make you forget the way it once was, as well.

But wasn't that always the way. It's never something huge that changes everything, but instead the tiniest of details, irrevocably tweaking the balance of the universe while you're busy focusing on the big picture.

I would miss Colby, but it wasn't going anywhere. All the more reason why I should.

We would probably never be the way we had been again, but at least we were all together.

Nothing happens for ages, and then all the changes come at once.

Maybe we were all destined to just keep doing the same stupid things, over and over again, never really learning a single thing.

It's okay to accept things from people. It doesn't make you weak or helpless.

So you should remember that, when you're thinking about what other people can deal with. Maybe it's not so bad.

Isn't it weird the way you remember things, when someone's gone?

Sometimes there isn't a good guy or a bad guy. Sometimes even the ones you want to believe turn out to be liars.

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.

Life is an awful, ugly place to not have a best friend.