for once, you believed in yourself. you believed you were beautiful and so did the rest of the world.
Sarah DessenLove is needing someone. Love is putting up with someone's bad qualities because they somehow complete you.
Sarah Dessenclosed my eyes and listened. It was like music I'd heard all my life, even more than "This Lullaby." All those keystrokes, all those letters, so many words. I brushed my fingers over the beads and watched as her image rippled, like it was on water, breaking apart gently and shimmering before becoming whole again.
Sarah Dessen