Sara Zarr Quotes

Because love, love never finishes.

Das wird sich alles finden.Everything will be okay.

He crouched down next to me. I put my hand on the hem of his jeans. It was the first time I'd touched him since that day in the cafeteria line.I've got so much to tell you, he said, so quietly I almos...

I didn`t say it didn`t feel good... They never tell you this part in sex ed, how to talk about what you did and why you did it and what you thought about it, before, during, and after.

I don't understand, Jenna, why you couldn't give him a ride home? Mom struck the archetypal Mom pose-hands on hips, perplexed look on face, head tilted at that angle. He walked home in the pouring ra...

I don't want these memories to become slippery, to disapper into the thin air of life the way most things seem to. I want them to stick- even the bad ones-so I repeat them often.

I got this strong feeling of missing him, like he was someone who I loved who had died and gone away, someone who was mostly a memory. I wanted to grab him and say okay, I was sorry about Tommy, it wa...

I never had a connection like that to anyone, where every day you think about what you’ll tell them and you wonder what they’re doing, and you know they’re wondering what you’re doing.

I should have shouted and wave my hands in case the driver looked back, but mostly in life I don't protest things. I go along, or at least I make people believe I'm going along. Sometimes it's better...

I thought of what Cameron said about the day I came across the yard to him to ask him to be in my club. About how I had guts. About how I was brave and strong. He was around to tell me these things no...

I understand that you can never have the whole picture; inevitably, there’s stuff you don’t know, can’t know. But when it comes to Cameron I always want more than I have, would like to be able to take...

I'm going to check on you in the night, he said. At random intervals of my choosing.I figured.

I'm still going to love you, always. And in the rock-paper-scissors of life, love is rock. fear, anger, everthing else...no contest.

Life was mostly made up of things you couldn’t control, full of surprises, and they weren’t always good. Life wasn’t what you made it. You were what life made you.

Mom always says that doubt is just another way of expressing faith.

Right now I would love to have a personal message from God. I want to believe the way I used to, when my dad or mom or sometimes both of them would pray with me at night and I would picture God listen...

That's how you know you really trust someone, I think; when you don't have to talk all the time to make sure they still like you or prove that you have interesting stuff to say.

The American dream is kind of stupid, anyway. Slave ninety percent of your life so that you can spend the last ten percent of it doing nothing?And there's no guarantee you even make it far enough to e...

There are so many pieces to grief. Sad pieces, angry pieces, guilty pieces, pieces of regret, and pieces that are a certain kind of pain that doesn't even have a word.

There was a present on the front seat of Ethan's car, a Gap box tied with a white ribbon. Happy birthday, Jenna, Ethan said, leaning over to kiss me, his lips cool from the iced chai he stopped for ev...