Quotes by Stephen Chbosky

I was just trying to be a friend, I said. But you weren’t, Charlie. At those times, you weren’t being his friend at all. Because you weren’t honest with him.

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

I think that if I ever have kids, and they are upset, I wont tell them that people are starving in China or anything like that because it wont change the fact that they are upset.

It was hard to listen to her all the time without getting to say anything back

Things change, friends leave. And life doesnt stop for anybody.

You know I blamed Craig for not letting me do things? You know how stupid I feel about that now? Maybe he didnt really encourage me to do things, but he didnt prevent me from doing them either. But after a while, I didnt do things because I didnt want him to think different about me. But the things is, I wasnt being honest. So, why would I care whether or not he loved me when he didnt really even know me?

And even if somebody else has it much worse, that doesnt really change the fact that you have what you have. Good and bad... Maybe its good to put things in perspective, but sometimes, I think the only perspective is to really be there. Like Sam said. Because its okay to feel things. And be who you are about them.

Charlie ... have you ever kissed a girl? I shook my head no. It was so quiet. Not even when you were little? I shook my head no again. And she looked very sad. She told me about the first time she was kissed. She told me that it was with one of her dads friends. She was seven. And she told nobody about it except for Mary Elizabeth and then Patrick a year ago. And she started to cry. And she said something that I wont forget. Ever. I know that you know that I like Craig. And I know that I told you not to think of me that way. And I know that we cant be together like that. But I want to forget all those things for a minute. Okay? Okay. I want to make sure that the first person you kiss loves you. Okay? Okay. She was crying harder now. And I was, too, because when I hear something like that I just cant help it. I just want to make sure of that. Okay? Okay. And she kissed me. It was the kind of kiss that I could never tell my friends about out loud. It was the kind of kiss that made me know that I was never so happy in my whole life.

I think the idea is that every person has to live for his or her own life and then make the choice to share it with other people. You cant just sit there and put everybodys lives ahead of yours and think that counts as love.

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.

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

I know that things get worse before they get better because thats what my psychiatrist says, but this is a worse that feels too big.

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.

Some kids look at me strange in the hallways because I dont decorate my locker,...

but my dad said it was no excuse.But I love him! I had never seen my sister cry that much.No, you dont.I hate you!No, you dont. My dad can be very calm sometimes.Hes my whole world.Dont ever say that about anyone again. Not even me. That was my mom.

A lot of parents make you feel very awkward when you meet them.

I just wish Mary Elizabeth would ask me questions other than “Whats up?

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?

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.

I asked Patrick if he felt sad that he had to keep it a secret, and Patrick just said that he wasnt sad because at least now, Brad doesnt have to get drunk or stoned to make love.