Quotes from Stephen Chbosky

To Charlie and the whole group said, to Charlie. I didn't know why they did that, but it was very special to me that they did. Especially Sam. Especially her.

Charlie, nós aceitamos o amor que achamos que merecemos.

She kept saying it was an "articulate" film. So "articulate." And I guess it was. The thing is, I didn't know what it said even if it said it very well.

É estranho, porque às vezes leio um livro e acho que sou a pessoa do livro. E também, quando escrevo cartas, fico uns dois dias pensando no que imaginei em minhas cartas. Não sei se isso é bom ou ruim. Mas eu estou tentando participar.

I stared at my reflection and the trees behind it for a long time. Not thinking anything. Not feeling anything. Not hearing the record. For hours.

The teacher has assigned us a few chapters at a time, but I do not like to read books like

Porque não há problema em sentir as coisas. E ser quem você é.

And I really was sorry. And I know that she believed me. But when that didn't make any difference, and there was nothing but a bad silence on the phone, I really knew it was too late.

It's just that some people walk with their heads to the ground for some reason. They don't like to look other people in the eye.

she went home and spent the rest of the day feeling possible.

Es ahora mi libro favorito de todos los tiempos, aunque siempre pienso eso hasta que leo otro libro.

But for now, sledding is enough. I think it would be great if sledding were always enough, but it isn't.

I watched the hockey game with him for a while, but I couldn't stop asking him questions about which countries the players are from, and he was "resting his eyes," which means he was sleeping but didn't want me to change the channel.

So, I guess we are who we are for a lot 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.

I was looking at the old photographs, I started thinking that there was a time when these weren't memories. That someone actually took that photograph, and the people in the photograph had just eaten lunch or something.

I saw other people there. Old men sitting alone. Young girls with blue eye shadow and awkward jaws. Little kids who looked tired. Fathers in nice coats who looked even more tired. Kids working behind the counters of the food places who looked like they hadn't had the will to live for hours. The machines kept opening and closing. The people kept giving money and getting their change. And it all felt very unsettling to me.

Pero sobre todo, lloraba porque de repente fui consciente del hecho de que era yo el que estaba de pie en ese túnel con el viento corriendo por mi cara. Sin preocuparme de ver el centro de la ciudad. Sin ni siquiera pensar en ello. Porque estaba de pie en el túnel. Y estaba realmente allí. Y aquello era suficiente para hacerme sentir infinito.

It takes seven years to digest gum.

It started yesterday at home. I don't like my birthday. I don't like it at all.

And he doesn't play baseball anymore. He doesn't like to be even reminded unless he tells the stories. I just wanted to know what to buy my dad because I love him. And I don't know him. And he doesn't like to talk about things like that.

There were a lot of little kids there. I watched them flying. Doing jumps and having races. And I though that some days those little kids are going to grow up someday. And all 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.

I even got out my old sled and my old scarf. There is something cozy about that for me.

So, if this does end up being my last letter, please believe that things are good with me, and even if they're not, they will be soon enough. And I will believe the same about you. Love always, Charlie

She even told me how to treat a girl on a date, which was very interesting. She said that with a girl like Mary Elizabeth, you shouldn't tell her she looks pretty. You should tell her how nice her outfit is because her outfit is her choice whereas her face isn't.