Sarah Dessen Quotes About Eyes

• I realized how truly hard it was, really, to see someone you love change right before your eyes. Not only is it scary, it throws your balance off as well.

  Sarah Dessen

  Change, Eye, Scary

  Sarah Dessen (2006). “The Truth About Forever”, p.249, Penguin

• I don't believe in failure, because simply by saying you've failed, you've admitted you attempted. And anyone who attempts is not a failure. Those who truly fail in my eyes are the ones who never try at all. The ones who sit on the couch and whine and moan and wait for the world to change for them.

  Sarah Dessen

  Believe, Eye, Waiting

  Sarah Dessen (2011). “Last Chance”, p.140, Hachette UK

• She knew I could tell with one glance, one look, one simple instant. It was her eyes. Despite the thick makeup, they were still dark-rimmed., haunted, and sad. Most of all though, they were familiar. The fact that we were in front of hundreds of strangers changed nothing at all. I'd spent a summer with those same eyes-scared, lost, confused-staring back at me. I would have known them anywhere.

  Sarah Dessen

  Summer, Confused, Eye

  Sarah Dessen (2006). "Sólo escucha: A Novel", Viking Childrens Books

• Todos tenemos una idea de lo que es el color azul, pero si se nos presiona para describirlo específicamente, hay muchas maneras: el océano, el lapislázuli, el cielo, los ojos de alguien. Nuestras definiciones son tan diferentes como nosotros mismos.

  Sarah Dessen

  Ocean, Eye, Blue

  Sarah Dessen (2008). “Lock and Key”, p.175, Penguin

• Behind the camera, I was invisible. When I lifted it up to my eye it was like I crawled into the lens, losing myself there. and everything else fell away.

  Sarah Dessen

  Life, Eye, Cameras

  Sarah Dessen (2004). “Dreamland”, p.183, Penguin

• Ya había oído hablar del Evergreen Care Center. Cass y yo siempre nos habíamos reído de los estúpidos anuncios que ponían en la tele, en los que aparecía una mujer arrastrada con una permanente lacia y grandes ojeras pintadas, bebiendo vodka y sollozando desconsoladamente. "En Evergreen no podemos curarte", decía la sombría voz en off. "Pero podemos ayudarte a curarte a ti misma". Se había convertido en nuestro propio chiste, aplicable a casi todo. "Oye Cass", le decía, "pásame esa pasta de dientes". "Caitlin", decía, su voz oscura y seria. "No puedo pasarte la pasta de dientes. Pero PUEDO ayudarte a dártela a ti misma.

  Sarah Dessen

  Running, Fun, Stupid

  Sarah Dessen (2004). “Dreamland”, p.222, Penguin

• He just stood there, looking at me, as if I had actually changed before his eyes. But this was the girl I'd been all along. I'd just hidden her well.

  Sarah Dessen

  Chica, Ojo, Chicos

  "This Lullaby". Book by Sarah Dessen, 2002.

• Morning would come before we knew it. It always did. But we still had the night, and for now, we were together, so I just closed my eyes and drank it all in.

  Sarah Dessen

  Mañana, Ojo, Noche

  Sarah Dessen (2009). “Along for the Ride”, p.269, Penguin

• Everything hurt. I closed my eyes, pressing my cheek to the street, and waited. What for, I didn't know. To be rescued. Or found. But no one came. All I'd ever thought I wanted was to be left alone. Until I was.

  Sarah Dessen

  Hurt, Eye, Found

  Sarah Dessen (2008). “Just Listen”, p.332, Penguin

• Okay. Enough." I got out of the closet, brushing myself off, then turned around to face her. "This is happening. So you need to go downstairs, face your fears, and make the best of it, and everything will be okay." She narrowed her eyes at me. "When did you suddenly become so positive?" "Just get out of there.

  Sarah Dessen

  Eye, Needs, Faces

  Sarah Dessen (2008). “Lock and Key”, p.187, Penguin

• If there's one thing I've learned in the last few months, it's that sometimes you just have to close your eyes and jump.

  Sarah Dessen

  Eye, Lasts, Months

  Sarah Dessen (2004). “Dreamland”, p.238, Penguin

• Ésa era la cuestión: antaño, la diferencia entre la luz y la oscuridad había sido básica. Una era buena, la otra mala. De repente, sin embargo, las cosas no estaban tan claras. La oscuridad seguía siendo un misterio, algo oculto, algo a lo que temer, pero yo también había llegado a temer a la luz. Era donde todo se revelaba, o parecía revelarse. Con los ojos cerrados, sólo veía la negrura, que me recordaba ese algo, el más profundo de mis secretos; con los ojos abiertos, sólo estaba el mundo que no conocía, brillante, ineludible y, de algún modo, todavía allí.

  Sarah Dessen

  Ojo, Oscuridad, Luz

  "Lock and Key". Book by Sarah Dessen, April 22, 2008.

• See," he began, leaning back into the booth, "I was at this car dealership today, and I saw this girl. It was an across-a-crowded-room kind of thing. A real moment, you know?" I rolled my eyes. Chloe said, "And this would be Remy?" "Right. Remy," he said, repeating my name with a smile. Then, as if we were happy honeymooners recounting our story for strangers he added, "Do you want to tell the next part?" "No," I said flatly.

  Sarah Dessen

  Girl, Real, Eye

  Sarah Dessen (2004). “This Lullaby”, p.30, Penguin

• I walked over, my eyes scanning Luna Blu, my house, and Dave's. But it was the building behind them, that empty hotel, that had the tiniest light, provided by one word, written in fluorescent paint. Maybe it wasn't what was once there, in real life. But in this one, it said it all: STAY.

  Sarah Dessen

  Real, Eye, Light

  Sarah Dessen (2011). “What Happened to Goodbye”, p.220, Penguin

• This thought was interrupted, suddenly, by a crash from the front entrance. We all looked over just in time to see Adam bending back from the glass, rubbing his arm. "Pull open," Maggie called out. As Leah rolled her eyes, she said, "He never remembers. It's so weird.

  Sarah Dessen

  Eye, Glasses, Bending

  Sarah Dessen (2009). “Along for the Ride”, p.130, Penguin

• "What was the name of Pygmalion's sister?" She blinked, twice, obviously surprised. "Ummm," she said, keeping her eyes on me. "I don't know." Rogerson did," I told her. "Rogerson knew everything."

  Sarah Dessen

  Eye, Pygmalion, Names

  Sarah Dessen (2000). “Dreamland: A Novel”, Viking Childrens Books

• No puedes planear el momento en que las cosas vuelven a su cauce, como tampoco puedes planear el momento en que pierdes el rumbo. Pero allí, de pie, sola en el rellano, pensé en la abuela Halley y en cómo me había estrechado contra su regazo mientras observábamos juntas el cielo. Siempre había pensado que no podía recordarlo, pero de repente, en ese momento, cerré los ojos y vi el cometa, finalmente, brillante e imposible, extendiéndose sobre mí a través del cielo.

  Sarah Dessen

  Grandma, Eye, Sky

  Sarah Dessen (2004). “Someone Like You”, p.166, Penguin

• I listened for the voice I knew so well, the one I always heard at the beginning. Good girl, Macy! You're doing great! You know the first steps are the hardest part! They were. Sometimes I felt so out of sync, it was all could do not to quit after a few strides. But I kept on, as I did now. I had to, to get to the next part, this part, where I finally caught up with Wes, my shadow aligning itself with his, an dhe turned to look at me, pushing his hair our of his eyes.

  Sarah Dessen

  Girl, Eye, Hair

• So say I’m your mom.' 'What?' I said. 'I’m your mom,' he repeated. 'Now tell me you want to quit modeling.' I could feel myself blushing. 'I can’t do that,' I said. 'Why not?' he asked. 'Is it so hard to believe? You think I’m not a good role-player?' 'No,' I said. 'It’s just–' 'Because I am. Everyone wanted me to be their mother in group.' I just looked at him. 'I just… It’s weird.' 'No, it’s hard. But not impossible. Just try it.' A week earlier, I hadn’t even known what color his eyes were. Now, we were family. At least temporarily.

  Sarah Dessen

  Mom, Mother, Believe

• And so really, you have given me no choice but to take you shopping by force.” She sighed, then reached up, dropping her sunglasses down from their perch on her head to cover her eyes. “Do you even realize how happy the average teenage girl would be in your shoes? I have a credit card. We’re at the mall. I want to buy you things. It’s like adolescent nirvana.” - Cora

  Sarah Dessen

  Chica, Adolescente, Ojo

• Just because we don’t see eye to eye on everything doesn’t mean we can’t be close.

  Sarah Dessen

  Mean, Eye

  Sarah Dessen (2009). “Along for the Ride”, p.256, Penguin

• I'm sorry," I heard him say again. Then, out of the corner of my eye, I saw a sudden blur of movement as he slid out of his seat, left some bills for the breakfast he wouldn't eat, and walked away. And as he did, I thought again of those mornings in the hallway at school, way back in ninth grade. Everything had started in such sharp detail, each aspect pronounced and clear. Obviously, endings were different. Harder to see, full of shapes that could be one thing or another, with all the things that you were once so sure of suddenly not familiar, if they were even recognizable at all.

  Sarah Dessen

  Morning, Sorry, Eye

  Sarah Dessen (2013). “The Moon and More”, p.87, Penguin

• It's all about you, Colie." She touched one finger to her temple, tap tap tap. "Believe in yourself up here and it will make you stronger than you could ever imagine." There is something infectious about confidence. And for that one moment, with my eyebrows burning and my eyes watering, I believed. "And good hair never hurt either.

  Sarah Dessen

  Hurt, Believe, Eye

• closed 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

  Eye, Water, Letters

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