She stroked my hair and told me I was beautiful, but I was old enough by then to know not to believe it anymore.
Sarah DessenNorman was never one for exactness, exactly.
Sarah Dessen...I'd been caught up in some wild cyclone, like Dorothy throw into Oz, with not a good witch in sight to save me.
Sarah DessenIt all depends on how you choose to live it. It's like forever, always changing.
Sarah DessenJust because someone's pretty, doesn't mean she's decent.
Sarah DessenListen, the truth is, nothing is guaranteed. You know that more than anybody. So don't be afraid. Be alive.
Sarah DessenAnd now she was found, no longer lost. Like a bag I'd given up for good suddenly reappearing in the middle of the night on my doorstep, packed for a journey I'd long ago forgotten. It was odd, considering I'd gotten accustomed to her being nowhere and anywhere, to finally know where my mother was. An exact location, pinpointed. Like she'd crossed over from my imagination, where I'd created a million different lives for her, back into this one.
Sarah DessenWhen she finally finished a few minutes later, it was hard to tell if she was even aware that the crowds had thinned... Watching them, I thought again of how we can't expect everybody to be there for us, all at once. So it's a lucky thing that really, all you need is someone.
Sarah DessenSo close, I thought. A shorter fence, a fatter dog, and everything would be different. 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.
Sarah DessenBecause now, I didn't care what they thought. It wasn't new, this realization that I would never be like them. What was different now was that I was glad.
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