The chances we take, knowing no better than to fall or to stand back and hold ourselves in... protecting our hearts with the tightest of grips.
Sarah DessenWatching him, I thought, not for the first time that night, that maybe it should have felt strange to be with him, here, now. And yet it didnโt, at all. That was one of the things about the night. Stuff that would be weird in the bright light of day just wasnโt so much once you passed a certain hour. It was like the dark just evened it all out somehow.
Sarah DessenThe thing is, you canโt always have the best of everything. Because for a life to be real, you need it all: good and bad, beach and concrete, the familiar and the unknown, big talkers and small towns.
Sarah Dessen