Sarah Dessen Quotes About Waiting

• 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

• Éste es el problema de tratar con alguien que sabe escuchar. No se meten en tus frases, evitando que las termines, ni hablan por encima de ti, dejando que lo que consigues decir se pierda o se altere en el camino. En lugar de eso, esperan, para que tú tengas que seguir.

  Sarah Dessen

  Waiting, Over You, Finishing

  "Sólo escucha". Libro de Sarah Dessen, 2006.

• Pero es extraño, cuando siempre te han dicho que algo es verdad, como que la luna volverá. Necesitas pruebas. Y mientras esperas, sientes que todo el equilibrio de tu mundo se inclina. Es una locura. Pero cuando se acaba y vuelve, es lo mejor, porque es todo lo que quieres, todo se reduce a eso. Es un gran subidón, como si por un segundo todo volviera a estar bien en el mundo. Es asombroso.

  Sarah Dessen

  Vida, Locura, Luna

  "Guardando la Luna". Libro de Sarah Dessen, 1999.

• My mother has always been the point I calibrated myself against. In knowing where she was, I could always locate myself, as well. These months she'd been gone, I felt like I'd been floating, loose and boundaryless, but now that I knew where she was, I kept waiting for a kind of certainty to kick in. It didn't. Instead, I was more unsure than ever, stuck between this new life and the one I'd left behind.

  Sarah Dessen

  Mother, Knowing, Waiting

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

• When I pictured myself, it was always like just an outline in a coloring book, with the inside not yet completed. All the standard features were there. but the colors, the zigzags and plaids, the bits and pieces that made up me, Halley, weren't yet in place. Scarlett's vibrant reds and golds helped some, but I was still waiting.

  Sarah Dessen

  Book, Color, Waiting

  Sarah Dessen (2004). “Someone Like You”, p.20, Penguin

• "I thought this was a cookout. You know, dogs and burgers, Tater Tots, ambrosia salad" Dexter picked up a box of Twinkies, tossing them into the cart. "And Twinkies." "It is... Except that it's a cookout thrown by my mother." "And?" "And my mother doesn't cook." He looked at me waiting. "At all. My mother doesn't cook at all." "She must cook sometimes." "Nope." "Everyone can make scrambled eggs, Remy. It's programmed into you at birth, the default setting. Like being able to swim and knowing not to mix pickles with oatmeal. You just KNOW."

  Sarah Dessen

  Mother, Dog, Oatmeal

  "This Lullaby". Book by Sarah Dessen, May 27, 2002.

• After the group vet appointment--during which Lyle scratched the vet, the vet tech, and some poor woman minding her own business in the waiting room--we went back to Sabrina's and re-released the cats to their natural habitat.

  Sarah Dessen

  Cat, Waiting Rooms, Groups

  Sarah Dessen (2008). “Lock and Key”, p.174, Penguin

• "Bueno", Isaid finalmente, sabiendo que estaba esperando, "me haces reír". Asintió. "¿Y?" "Eres bastante guapo". "¿Bastante guapo? Te he llamado guapa". "¿Quieres ser guapa?" Le pregunté. "¿Estás diciendo que no lo soy?"

  Sarah Dessen

  Beautiful, Knowing, Laughing

  "This Lullaby". Book by Sarah Dessen, May 27, 2002.

• Why don't you ever wait a second and see what I'm planning, or thinking, before you burst in with your opinions and ideas? You never even give me a chance.

  Sarah Dessen

  Pensar, Ideas, Dar

  Sarah Dessen (2004). “Someone Like You”, p.165, Penguin

• Quizá mi hermana y yo compartíamos más de lo que pensábamos. Ambas esperábamos y deseábamos algo que no podíamos controlar del todo: Yo quería estar sola, y ella todo lo contrario. Era raro, la verdad, tener algo tan contrario en común. Pero al menos era algo.

  Sarah Dessen

  Opposites, Waiting, Wish

  Sarah Dessen (2008). “Lock and Key”, p.98, Penguin

• It was kind of soothing, these sounds of lives being lived all around me, for better or for worse. And there I was, in the middle of them all, newly reborn and still waiting for mine to begin.

  Sarah Dessen

  Waiting, Sound, Kind

  Sarah Dessen (2011). “What Happened to Goodbye”, p.25, Penguin

• Nos sentamos allí, sin hablar, durante unos minutos. Se comió el Moon Pie; sólo los delgados pueden engullir comida basura así. Finalmente, dije: "¿Norman?" "¿Sí?" "¿Alguna vez me enseñarás el cuadro?" "Tío", dijo. "Eres tan impaciente". "No lo estoy", dije. "He estado esperando desde siempre." "Vale, vale." Se levantó y se acercó a la esquina, cogió el cuadro y lo acercó para apoyarlo en la barriga rosa brillante de uno de los maniquíes. Luego me dio un pañuelo. "Átatelo.

  Sarah Dessen

  Moon, Men, Talking

  Sarah Dessen (2004). “Keeping the Moon”, p.220, Penguin

• I wasn't ready for this, but then I probably never would be, and this year, like so much else, wouldn't wait. I had no choice but to get out of my car, with everyone watching and begin in earnest, alone. So I did

  Sarah Dessen

  Years, Car, Choices

  Sarah Dessen (2008). “Just Listen”, p.4, Penguin

• There was something striking about a single key. It was like a question waiting to be answered, a whole missing a half. Useless on its own, needing something else to be truly defined.

  Sarah Dessen

  Keys, Waiting, Missing

  Sarah Dessen (2008). “Lock and Key”, p.182, Penguin

• I eased back on my elbows, tilting my head back to look up at the sky, which was pinkish, streaked with red. This was the time we knew best, that stretch of day going from dusk to dark. It seemed like we were always waiting for nighttime here. I could feel the trampoline easing up and down, moved by our own breathing, bringing us in small increments up and back from the sky as the colors faded, slowly, and the stars began to show themselves.

  Sarah Dessen

  Stars, Dark, Color

  Sarah Dessen (2004). “This Lullaby”, p.31, Penguin

• I'm always hopeful. I feel like I'm at the prom sitting against the wall waiting for someone to ask me to dance.

  Sarah Dessen

  Wall, Waiting, Hopeful

• Estoy empezando a pensar, sin embargo, que algunas cosas nunca lo consiguen. La repetición, y todo eso. Así que en algún momento hay que hacer las paces con las cosas como son, no seguir esperando una oportunidad para cambiarlas

  Sarah Dessen

  Thinking, Waiting, Chance

  Sarah Dessen (2013). “The Moon and More”, p.176, Penguin

• I was actually pretty miserable in high school. I couldn't wait for it to be over. And when it finally was, I remember sitting at graduation with all these classmates getting nostalgic and emotional already and all I could think was, "Get me out of here. I never want to see you people again." So it's ironic that I spend half my day putting myself back there by choice [while writing].

  Sarah Dessen

  Writing, School, Emotional

  Source: blogs.idahostatesman.com

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