Sarah Dessen Quotes About House

Quotes about: House

• Home wasn't a set house, or a single town on a map. It was wherever the people who loved you were, whenever you were together. Not a place, but a moment, and then another, building on each other like bricks to create a solid shelter that you take with you for your entire life, wherever you may go.

  Sarah Dessen

  Home, People, House

  "What Happened To Goodbye". Book by Sarah Dessen, May 10, 2011.

• Rogerson," I asked him sweetly as we sat watching a video in the pool house, "where would I find the pelagic zone?" "In the open sea," he said. "Now shut up and eat your Junior Mints.

  Sarah Dessen

  Sea, House, Video

  Sarah Dessen (2004). “Dreamland”, p.115, Penguin

• Home wasn't a set house, or a single town on a map. It was wherever the people who loved you were, whenever you were together.

  Sarah Dessen

  Home, People, House

  "What Happened To Goodbye". Book by Sarah Dessen, May 10, 2011.

• 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

• The first thing I did when I got inside was turn on the kitchen light. Then I moved to the table, putting my dad's iPod on the speaker dock, and a Bob Dylan song came on, the notes familiar. I went into the living room, hitting the switch there, then down the hallway to my room, where I did the same. It was amazing what a little noise and brightness could do to a house and a life, how much the smallest bit of each could change everything. After all these years of just passing through, I was beginning to finally feel at home.

  Sarah Dessen

  Song, Dad, Home

  "What Happened To Goodbye". Book by Sarah Dessen, May 10, 2011.

• So I learned another system: When in doubt, keep it out – out of earshot, out of the house – even if this meant, really, just keeping it in.

  Sarah Dessen

  House, Doubt, When In Doubt

• Together, we looked down at the tiny house, the sole thing on this vast, flat surface. Like the only person living on the moon. It could be either lonely or peaceful, depending on how you looked at it. "It's a start," I said.

  Sarah Dessen

  Lonely, Moon, House

  Sarah Dessen (2011). “What Happened to Goodbye”, p.89, Penguin

• From up above, in a plane passing over, you’d just see one little light in all this dark, with no idea of the lives that were being lived within it, and in the house beside, and beside that one. So much happening in the world, night and day, hour by hour. It was no wonder we were meant to sleep, if only to check out of it for a little while.

  Sarah Dessen

  Sleep, Dark, Night

  Sarah Dessen (2009). “Along for the Ride”, p.190, Penguin

• One open, one closed. It was no wonder that the first image that came to mind when I thought of either of my sisters was a door. With Kirsten, it was the front one to our house, through which she was always coming in or out, usually in mid-sentence, a gaggle of friends trailing behind her. Whitney’s was the one to her bedroom, which she preferred to keep shut between her and the rest of us, always.

  Sarah Dessen

  Doors, House, Mind

  Sarah Dessen (2006). “The Truth About Forever”, p.388, Penguin

• Are you crazy? Flirting with Eli Stock in front of Belissa Norwood, in Belissa Norwood’s house, while eating Belissa Norwood’s cupcakes?

  Sarah Dessen

  Crazy, Flirting, Cupcakes

  Sarah Dessen (2009). “Along for the Ride”, p.101, Penguin

• Once, she'd been a pro at decompressing, loved to sit on the back deck of the beach house in one of our splintery Adirondack chairs for hours at a time, staring at the ocean. She never had a book or the paper or anything else to distract her. Just the horizon, but it kept her attention, her gaze unwavering. Maybe it was the absence of thought that she loved about being out there, the world narrowing to just the pounding of the waves as the water moved in and out.

  Sarah Dessen

  Beach, Ocean, Book

  Sarah Dessen (2006). “The Truth About Forever”, p.132, Penguin

• But the original was there as well—more jaded and rudimentary, functional rather than romantic. It fit not just the yellow house but another door, deep within my own heart. One that had been locked so tight for so long that I was afraid to even try it for fear of what might be on the other side

  Sarah Dessen

  Heart, Doors, Yellow

  Sarah Dessen (2008). “Lock and Key”, p.254, Penguin

• So it just wasn't in my house. Anywhere, I looked like I knew about the toilet.

  Sarah Dessen

  House, Toilets

• My dad is a retired Shakespeare professor, my mother a retired classicist. Suffice to say I grew up in a house full of books, where reading was encouraged if not required.

  Sarah Dessen

  Mother, Dad, Book

  "Author Interview: Sarah Dessen on Just Listen". Interview with Cynthia Leitich Smith, cynthialeitichsmith.blogspot.com. December 12, 2006.

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