Stephen Chbosky Quotes

I walked over to the hill where we used to go and sled. There were a lot of little kids there. I watched them flying. Doing jumps and having races. And I thought that all those little kids are going to grow up someday. And all of those little kids are going to do the things that we do. And they will all kiss someone someday. But for now, sledding is enough. I think it would be great if sledding were always enough, but it isn't.

Downtown. Lights on buildings and everything that makes you wonder. And in that moment, I swear we were infinite.

She wasn't bitter. She was sad, though. But it was a hopeful kind of sad. The kind of sad that just takes time.

There's nothing like deep breaths after laughing that hard. Nothing in the world like a sore stomach for the right reasons.

Old pictures look very rugged and young, and the people in the photographs always seem a lot happier than you are.

So, I guess we are who we are for alot of reasons. And maybe we'll never know most of them. But even if we don't have the power to choose where we come from, we can still choose where we go from there. We can still do things. And we can try to feel okay about them.

We accept the love we think we deserve.

I really think that everyone should have watercolors, magnetic poetry, and a harmonica.

Maybe these are my glory days, and I'm not ever realizing it because they involve a ball.

It's kind of like when you look at yourself in the mirror and you say your name. And it gets to a point where none of it seems real. Well, sometimes I can do that, but I don't need an hour in front of a mirror. It just happens very fast, and things start to slip away. And I just open my eyes, and I see nothing. And then I start to breathe really hard trying to see something, but I can't. It doesn't happen all the time, but when it does, it scares me.

I look at people holdings hands in the hallways, and I try to think how it all works. At the school dances, I sit in the background, and I tap my toe, and I wonder how many couples will dance to ‘their song.’ In the hallways, I see the girls wearing the guys’ jackets, and I think about the idea of property. And I wonder if anyone is really happy.

And in that moment, I swear we were infinite.

And I guess I realized at that moment that I really did love her. Because there was nothing to gain, and that didn't matter.

please believe that things are good with me, and even when they're not, they will be soon enough. And i will always believe the same about you.

So, this is my life. And I want you to know that I am both happy and sad and I'm still trying to figure out how that could be.

This moment will just be another story someday.

I'm only being cute here. I don't really mean it. I just wanted to make you smile.

I just want you to know that you’re very special… and the only reason I’m telling you is that I don’t know if anyone else ever has.

Asleep by the Smiths Vapour Trail by Ride Scarborough Fair by Simon & Garfunkel A Whiter Shade of Pale by Procol Harum Dear Prudence by the Beatles Gypsy by Suzanne Vega Nights in White Satin by the Moody Blues Daydream by Smashing Pumpkins Dusk by Genesis (before Phil Collins was even in the band!) MLK by U2 Blackbird by the Beatles Landslide by Fleetwood Mac Asleep by the Smiths (again!) -Charlie's mixtape

It was the kind of kiss that made me know that I was never so happy in my whole life.

Everyone else is either asleep or having sex. I’ve been watching cable television and eating jello.

It's just that I don't want to be somebody's crush. If somebody likes me, I want them to like the real me, not what they think I am. And I don't want them to carry it around inside. I want them to show me, so I can feel it too.

It's strange to describe reading a book as a really great experience, but that's kind of how it felt.

So, I looked up, and we were in this giant dome like a glass snowball, and Mark said that the amazing white stars were really only holes in the black glass of the dome, and when you went to heaven, the glass broke away, and there was nothing but a whole sheet of star white, which is brighter than anything but doesn't hurt your eyes. It was vast and open and thinly quiet, and I felt so small.

You can't just sit there and put everyone's lives ahead of yours and think that counts as love. You just can't. You have to do things.

If you care about somebody, you should want them to be happy. Even if you wind up being left out.

I want to make sure that the first person you kiss loves you, okay?

And all the books you've read have been read by other people. And all the songs you've loved have been heard by other people. And that girl that's pretty to you is pretty to other people. and that if you looked at these facts when you were happy, you would feel great because you are describing 'unity.

Why do I and everyone I love pick people who treat us like we're nothing"; - "We accept the love we think we deserve.

As much as I feel sad, I think that not knowing is what really bothers me.

I don’t know if you’ve ever felt like that. That you wanted to sleep for a thousand years. Or just not exist. Or just not be aware that you do exist. Or something like that. I think wanting that is very morbid, but I want it when I get like this. That’s why I’m trying not to think. I just want it all to stop spinning.

Enjoy it. Because it's happening.

I think that if I ever have kids, and they are upset, I won't tell them that people are starving in China or anything like that because it wouldn't change the fact that they were upset. And even if somebody else has it much worse, that doesn't really change the fact that you have what you have.

I’m so sorry that I wasted your time because you really do mean a lot to me and I hope you have a very nice life because I really think you deserve it. I really do. I hope you do, too. Okay, then. Goodbye.

Just tell me how to be different in a way that makes sense.

It’s like when you’re excited about a girl and you see a couple holding hands, and you feel so happy for them. And other times you see the same couple, and they make you so mad. And all you want is to feel happy for them because you know that if you do, then it means you’re happy, too.

It's great that you can listen and be a shoulder to someone, but what about when someone doesn't need a shoulder? What if they need the arms or something like that? You can't just sit there and put everybody's lives ahead of yours and think that counts as love. You just can't. You have to do things.

And even if somebody else has it much worse, that doesn't really change the fact that you have what you have. Good and bad.

I can see it. This one moment when you know you’re not a sad story. You’re alive. And you stand up and see the lights and the buildings and everything that makes you wonder. And you’re listening to that song in that drive with the people you love most in this world. And in this moment I swear… we are infinite.

He's a wallflower. You see things. You keep quiet about them. And you understand.

Sometimes people use thought to not participate in life.

Banning books gives us silence when we need speech. It closes our ears when we need to listen. It makes us blind when we need sight.

The most beautiful surprise is that you have these moments where you connect with people on a deep level without saying a word. It's one of those wonderful things that you get what you give, and I'm grateful for it.

I am very interested and fascinated how everyone loves each other, but no one really likes each other.

I was looking at the photographs and I started thinking that there was a time when these weren't memories.

Something really is wrong with me. And I don't know what it is.

I would die for you. But I won't live for you.

So, I guess we are who we are for a lot of reasons. And maybe we'll never know most of them.

I wanted to laugh. Or maybe get mad. Or maybe shrug at how strange everyone was, especially me.

We didn't talk about anything heavy or light. We were just there together. And that was enough