Quotes from Stephen Chbosky

Music is a vital part of my life, and it has been since I was a kid. It helped me find my identity as a person, it helped me find my identity as an artist, and it helped me get in touch with emotions that I didn't know I had.

It's much easier not to know things sometimes. And to have french fries with your mom be enough.

For me personally, as much as I don't understand my mom and dad and as much as I feel sorry for them sometimes, I can't help but love them very much.

Movies, by nature, are not subjective, they're objective.

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

I just wish that God or my parents or Sam or my sister or someone would just tell me what's wrong with me. Just tell me how to be different in a way that makes sense. To make this all go away.

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.

Five minutes of a lifetime were truly spent, and we felt young in a good way.

Part of the reason I wrote the book was I wanted to understand for myself why such good people let themselves get treated so badly.

I don't think we should base so much on weight, muscles, and a good hair day, but when it happens, it's nice. It really is.

The movie itself was very interesting, but I didn't think it was very good because I didn't really feel different when it was over.

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

Enjoy it. Because it's happening.

When you think back to your first kiss, your hair is perfect and she was wearing a cool outfit. We remember it with restraint and we remember it with style. We remember it as idealistically as you can think.

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

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

Maybe it's sad that these are now memories. And maybe it's not sad.

The gift from my Secret Santa wasn't anything special. That makes me sad. I bet you anything that Mary Elizabeth is my Secret Santa because only she would give me socks.

The inside jokes weren't jokes anymore. They had become stories. Nobody brought up the bad names or the bad times. And nobody felt sad as long as we could postpone tomorrow with more nostalgia.

The fact that one of these ladies was my mom made me particularly sad because my mom is beautiful. And she's always on a diet. Sometimes, my dad calls her beautiful, but she cannot hear him.

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

But at one point, Craig was talking about something, and Sam turned to me and smiled. It was a movie smile in slow motion, and then everything was okay.

If you are in a movie theater, you can look two people down and they are laughing while you are laughing or you can look three people down and they love that song that you love. It is living proof that you are not alone.

This moment will just be another story someday.