But God!Who could live like this , anyway, with the kind of guesswork that was enough to make a person crazy, just sailing along, taking bumps here and there, no course navigated whatsoever, with any big wave capable of just tipping and sinking you entirely. IT was madness, stipidity, and- (then I saw him)
Sarah DessenThis is personal, she'd said. Real. This moment was too, even if you couldn't see it at first glance. It was fake on the outside, but so true within. You only had to look, really look to tell.
Sarah DessenBut God!Who could live like this , anyway, with the kind of guesswork that was enough to make a person crazy, just sailing along, taking bumps here and there, no course navigated whatsoever, with any big wave capable of just tipping and sinking you entirely. IT was madness, stipidity, and- (then I saw him)
Sarah DessenI used to worry I was entirely uninteresting, but the truth is I think if my life was more exciting I'd never have any time to write.
Sarah DessenI had this wild thought that he was the only one in all this chaos who was just like me, and that was comforting and profound all at once.
Sarah DessenIf nothing else, now we knew where to find each other, even if only time would tell if either of us would ever come looking.
Sarah DessenI am the middle sister. The one in between. Not oldest, not youngest, not boldest, not nicest. I am the shade of gray, the glass half empty or full, depending on your view. In my life, there has been little that I have done first or better than the one preceding or following me. Of all of us, though, I am the only one who has been broken.
Sarah Dessen