Quotes from Stephen Chbosky

You take girls, for example. They're copying their moms and magazines and everything to know how to act around guys. I mean it's not like in movies where girls like assholes or anything like that. It's not that easy. They just like somebody that can give them purpose.

The thing is, some girls think they can actually change guys. And what's funny is that if they actually did change them, they'd get bored. They'd have no challenge left. You just have to give girls some time to think of a new way of doing things, that's all. Some of them will figure it out here. Some later. Some never. I wouldn't worry about it too much.

It's much easier to not know things sometimes. Things change and friends leave. And life doesn't stop for anybody.

I sat down and tried to write a story. Ian MacArthur is a wonderful sweet fellow who wears glasses and peers out of them with delight. That was the first sentence. The problem was that I just couldn't think of the next one. After cleaning my room three times, I decided to leave Ian alone for a while because I was starting to get mad at him.

It's nice to have things to look forward to.

If it meant that I would never get to think of you that way, as long as you were happy, it was okay.

Nobody felt sad as long as we could postpone tomorrow with more nostalgia.

I don't know if it's better to be close with your daughter or make sure that she has a better life than you do.

I love Twinkies, and the reason I am saying that is because we are all supposed to think of reasons to live.

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.

Girls are weird, and I don't mean that offensively. I just can't put it any other way.

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.

I remembered this one time that I never told anybody about. The time we were walking. Just the three of us. I was in the middle. I don't remember where we were walking to or where we were walking from. I just remember the season. I just remember walking between them and feeling for the first time that I belonged somewhere

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

I was very grateful to have heard it again. Because I guess we all forget sometimes. And I think everyone is special in their own way. I really do.

Every person has to live his or her own life and then make the choice to share it with other people.

It was the kind of kiss I could never tell my friends about out loud. It was the kind of kiss that made me know I was never so happy in my whole life.

I'm just thinking too fast-- much too fast.

Patrick started running after the sunset. And Sam immediately followed him. And I saw them in silhouette. Running after the sun.

Maybe he didn't really encourage me to do things, but he didn't prevent me from doing them either. But after a while, I didn't do things because I didn't want him to think different about me. But the thing is, I wasn't being honest. So, why would I care whether or not he loved me when he didn't really even know me?

I put my head under my pillow and let the quiet put things where they are supposed to be.

And I wonder if anyone is really happy. I hope they are. I really hope they are.

I just think it's bad when a boy looks at a girl and thinks that the way he sees her is better than she actually is. And I think it's bad when the most honest way a boy can look at a girl is through a camera.

I was suddenly very aware of the fact it was me standing up in that tunnel with the wind over my face. Not caring if I saw downtown. Not even thinking about it. Because I was standing in the tunnel. And I was really there. And that was enough to make me feel infinite.