Stephen Chbosky Quotes (135 Quotes)

I feel like a big faker because I've been putting my life back together, and nobody knows.

I was in the shopping mall because that's where I go lately. For the last couple of weeks, I've been going there every day, trying to figure out why people go there. It's kind of a personal project.

It's much easier not to know things sometimes.

Old pictures look very rugged and young, and the people in the photographs always seem a lot happier than you are.

The fights are always the same

This one kid Mark at the party that gave me this came out of nowhere looked at the sky and told me to see the stars. So, I looked up, and we were in this giant dome like a glass snowball, and Mark said that the amazing white stars were really only holes in the black glass of the dome, and when you went to heaven, the glass broke away, and there was nothing of a whole sheet of star white, which is brighter than anyhting but doensn't hurt your eyes.

I guess when you see somebody in the hallway or on the field or something, it's nice to know that they are a real person.

I was looking at the photographs and I started thinking that there was a time when these weren't memories.

It's strange how things can change back as suddenly as they changed originally. When one thing happens and suddenly, things are back to normal.

On Friday night, I was reading my new book, but my brain got tired, so I decided to watch some television instead.

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.

To kill a mockingbird. If you haven't read it, I think you should because it is very interesting.

I have decided that maybe I want to write when I grow up. I just don't know what I would write.

I wish I could stop being in love with Sam. I really do.

It's strange the times people choose to be generous.

Patrick actually used to be popular before Sam bought him some good music.

The kid gets gifts from everybody, and he buys one present for his mom since she was there , too. I think that would be nice.

To tell you the truth I love Sam. It's not a movie kind of love either. I just look at her sometimes and I think she is the prettiest and nicest person in the whole world.

I have finished To Kill a Mockingbird. It is now my favorite book of all time, but then again, I always think that until I read another book.

I wonder what it will be like when I leave this place.

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

Patrick said that the problem was that since everything has happened already, it makes it hard to break new ground.

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.

To tell you the truth, I've just been avoiding everything.

I just don't want you to worry about me, or think you've met me, or waste your time anymore.

I wonder what my speech would be.

Just tell me how to be different in a way that makes sense.

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

The nerds and the squids were one.

What about when someone doesn't need a shoulder? What if they need the arms?

I just want you to know that you're very special… and the only reason I'm telling you is that I don't know if anyone else ever has.

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

Lights on buildings and everything that makes you wonder.

Regardless, I decided to never take LSD again.

The outside lights were on, and it was snowing, and it looked like magic. Like we were somewhere else. Like we were someplace better.

When the police came, they found my brother asleep on the roof. Nobody knows how he got there.

I love my mom. And this time, I told her I loved her. And she told me she loved me, too. And things were okay for a little while.

I would give someone a record so they could love the record, not so they would always know that I gave it to them.

Masturbation is when you rub your genitals until you have an orgasm. Wow!

Sam has brown hair and very, very pretty green eyes. The kind of green that doesn't make a big deal about itself.

The radio comes back even louder than you remember it.

When we were all getting ready to leave, I walked up to my grandfather and gave him a hug and kiss on the cheek. He wiped my lip print off with his palm and gave me a look. He doesn't like the boys in the family to touch him. But I'm very glad that I did it anyway in case he dies. I never got to do that with my Aunt Helen.

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

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

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?

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

The sound of the radio fades to nothing because the waves just can't reach

Why would I care whether or not he loved me when he didn't even really know me?

I really do love my sister. Especially when she's nice.

If somebody likes me... I want them to show me, so I can feel it too.