Quotes from Stephen Chbosky

I just kind of put my feelings away somewhere after that.

I don't know what I'm supposed to do now. I know other people have it a lot worse. I do know that, but it's crashing in anyway...

I want them to like the real me, not what they think I am. And I don't want to them to carry it around inside. I want them to show me, so I can feel it, too. I want them to be able to do whatever they want around me. And if they do something I don't like, I'll tell them.

So, tomorrow, I'm leaving. And I'm not going to let that happen again with anyone else. I'm going to do what I want to do. I'm going to be who I really am. And I'm going to figure out what that is. But right now I'm here with you. And I want to know where you are, what you need, and what you want to do.

Go for the knees, throat, and eyes And I did. And I really hurt Sean. And then I started crying.

I am starting to see a real trend in the kind of books Bill gives me to read. And just like the tape of songs, it is amazing to hold each of them in the palm of my hand. They are all my favorites. All of them.

It was like when you see a movie in the theater during the day, and when you leave the movie, you can't believe that it's still daylight outside

It's just different. Maybe it's good to put things in perspective, but sometimes, I think that the only perspective is to really be there.

people are alive and appreciate what that means. At least I hope you do because other

Bill smiled and continued asking me questions. Slowly, he got to "problems at home." And I told him about the boy who makes mix tapes hitting my sister because my sister only told me not to tell mom or dad about it, so I figured I could tell Bill. He got this very serious look on his face after I told him, and he said something to me I don't think I will forget this semester or ever. "Charlie, we accept the love we think we deserve.

When I was done reading the poem, everyone was quiet. A very sad quiet. But the amazing thing was that it wasn't a bad sad at all. It was just something that made everyone look around at each other and know that they were there.

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

Time goes. Friends leave. And life doesn't stop for anybody.

I don't remember where we were walking to or where we were walking from. I don't even remember the season. I just remember walking between them and feeling for the first time that I belonged somewhere.

Math has never made any sense to me.

Maybe this is the way things are supposed to be but it doesn't feel right

I guess that's natural, but I'm not sure why.

My mom was so upset that she took me shopping for new clothes.

I hate you. My sister said it different than she said it to my dad. She meant it with me. She really did. I love you, was all I could say in return. You're a freak, you know that? Everyone says so. They always have. I'm trying not to be.

And we were talking about things that seemed important at the time. And we were looking up that hill. And then Patrick started running after the sunset. And Sam immediately followed him. And I saw them in silhouette. Running after the sun. Then, I started running. And everything was as good as it could be.

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. I want them to be able to do whatever they want around me. And if they do something I don't like, I'll tell them.

It's strange because sometimes, I read a book, and I think I am the people in the book.

I think something like that would be very good for him, especially if the girl were unconventionally beautiful. They are the best kind of girls, I think. I personally find "super models" strange. I don't know why this is.

Maybe it's good to put things in perspective, but sometimes, I think that the only perspective is to really be there. Like Sam said. Because it's okay to feel things. And be who you are about them.