Sarah Dessen Quotes

I know you loved her, but it's okay to let it go now. You know that, don't you? You've got to be able to let it go.

It is never good dwelling on good-byes ... it is not the being together that it prolongs, it is the parting.

Alice: It's the only way to leave. "I don't love you anymore. Goodbye." Dan: Supposing you do still love them? Alice: You don't leave.

He loved me. He loved me, but he doesn't love me anymore, and it's not the end of the world.

Problem is, you can’t accept that his relationship had a real short shelf life. You’re like a dog at the dump, baby – you’re just lickin’ at the empty tin can, trying to get more nutrition out of it. And if you’re not careful, that can’s gonna get stuck on your snout forever and make your life miserable. So drop it.” “But I love him.” “So love him.” “But I miss him.” “So miss him. Send him some love and light every time you think about him, then drop it.

He may be out of my life physically, but he’ll always be a part of me. I can’t let him go even if I tried. Alex took a piece of my heart, but that doesn’t mean my life has to be on hold. I can’t keep running after ghosts.

She never got a chance to fall out of love, to do it properly, slowly and thoroughly, and the result was he was like a phantom limb. Gone but still there. And like a true phantom limb, the preponderance of feelings associated with him were painful.

No one teaches you how to walk away from someone who you know loves you. NO one teaches you how to say good-bye.

I shouldn't care what you suffered. I care nothing for your sufferings. Why shouldn't you suffer? I do! Will you forget me? Will you be happy when I am in the earth? Will you say twenty years hence, "That's the grave of Catherine Earnshaw? I loved her long ago, and was wretched to lose her; but it is past. I've loved many others since: my children are dearer to me than she was; and, at death, I shall not rejoice that I am going to her: I shall be sorry that I must leave them!" Will you say so, Heathcliff?

When somebody leaves this plane—or, if you like, goes into another room—those left behind sometimes try and stop loving—but this is a mistake, because even if you have loved only once in your life, you’re ruined.

I wish I could stop being in love with Sam. I really do.

In love, you pay as you leave.

Moving on is easy what your leaving behind is what makes it hard.

No, I don’t live in heartache. I don’t cry myself to sleep or any of that. I am, I tell myself, over it. But I do feel a void, icky as that sounds. And—like it or not—I still think about her every single day.

Don't be sorry you loved him. That's part of you, part you have to let go.

I love you more than songs can say, but I can't keep running after yesterday.

I would miss Colby, but it wasn't going anywhere. All the more reason why I should.

Tell me why you're so hard to forget. Don't remind me, I'm not over it. Tell me why, I can't seem to face the truth, I'm just a little too not over you.

It's really good to be able to think about past loves without having a pit in my stomach, or cringing or feeling heart-broken, or like they hate you. Don't you think?

I have loved deeply. I have lost intensely. I will never love again. I get that love by people who care for me.

Once you get it in your head you're finished with something, to go back, it hurts.

They're just memories now. Time to write them off.

In the end you can't always choose what to keep. You can only choose how you let it go.

I don't miss it. I'm glad it happened, but I don't miss it.