Sarah Dessen Quotes

I, for one, always expect my husband to read my mind.

She'd always known he loved her, it had been the one certainty above all others that had never changed, but she had never said the words aloud and she had never meant them quite this way before. She had said it to him, and she hardly knew what she had meant. They were terrifying words, words to encompass a world.

I don't know what to say to her. All I know is, I ain't saying it. And I know she ain't saying what she want a say either and it's a strange thing happening here cause nobody saying nothing and we still managing to have us a conversation

Don't you think there is always something unspoken between two people?

Sometimes you also work with people who don't explain or express to you what they're actually looking for from the shot but you haven't got that problem with this because whatever you're going to do, whether it's good or bad, will get picked up. So, in that way I guess it's pure cinema.

So much of courtship is the unspoken.

When you've had a relationship with anybody in your life and you both know what that relationship is, you don't have to do anything to prove to anybody that you've had that relationship. It just exists.

How can I give love when I don't know what it is I'm giving?

When Kino had finished, Juana came back to the fire and ate her breakfast. They had spoken once, but there is not need for speech if it is only a habit anyway. Kino sighed with satisfaction - and that was conversation.

But you know what? It's not my behavior I'm worried about anymore. It's yours.

I'm already waiting when Puck gets to the top of the cliffs. I'm not the only one; about two dozen race tourists have made perches out of rocks, watching Corr and me as closely as they dare. Puck glares at them all, searing enough that some of them flinch in surprise. I'm not certain what to expect from her after last night. I don't know how to address her. I don't know what she expects from me or what I expect from me. What I get is a wordless hello and a November cake in my hand.

Only the fact that we are unaware how well our nearest know us enables us to live with them.

And this is how I know that it's all just words, words, words - that fundamentally, they make no difference... Our relationship, for as long as things were good, and in that moment when they could have been good again, was about the irrelevance of words. You feel what you feel, you act as you act, who in the history of the world has ever been convinced by a well-reasoned argument?

Love's sweetest meanings are unspoken; the full heart knows no rhetoric of words.

She wants to know if I love her, that's all anyone wants from anyone else, not love itself but the knowledge that love is there, like new batteries in the flashlight in the emergency kit in the hall closet.

Trust is a thing you know without words.

If you have a harem of 40 women, you never get to know any of them very well.

What is left unsaid gets in the way of the relationship. What is left unasked-for is a missed opportunity.

A man likes to feel that he is loved, a woman likes to be told.

You see, Kenny, there are some things you don't even know you know, until you're asked.

...but you have to know when you close those doors, you don't leave anything for the other person.

I did not need to know if he could love me. I needed to know if he could need me.

It's not something you can prove....I know you hate to hear this, but you either have it, or you don't.