Times like this it did seem real I was leaving, and even more that my family, and this life, would go on without me. And again I felt that emptiness rise up, but pushed it away. Still, I lingered there, in the doorway, memorizing the noise. The moment. Tucking it away out of sight, to be remembered when I needed it most.
Sarah DessenLooking at the pond, all I could think was that it is an incredivle thing, how a whole world can rise from what seems like nothing at all.
Sarah DessenWriting a novel is like childbirth: once you realize how awful it really is, you never want to do it again.
Sarah DessenIf you could just be nice, then you wouldn't have to worry about arguments at all. but being nice wasn't as easy as it seemed, especially when the rest of the world could be so mean.
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