أن كل الأشياء الجيدة في الحياة هشة، تتلاشى بسرعة كما تأتي

The worst guilt is to accept an unearned guilt.

One may feel a sudden wave of sadness and rake his brain for an explanation when he might have noticed that it was caused by a cloud cutting off the rays of the sun.

I jammed my hand in my jacket pocket, bracing myself fo the next hit, and fel something. Something grainy and samll, sticking to the tips of my fingers: the sand from Commons Park. Oh Cass, I thought. I miss you so, so much.

Written By Sarah Dessen

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