I don't know what's wrong with me. It's like all I can do is keep writing this gibberish to keep from breaking apart. — Stephen Chbosky Copy Share Image
Sam dropped me off. When she was too far away to see me, I started to cry again. Because she was my friend again.… — Stephen Chbosky Copy Share Image
“It's great that you can listen and be a shoulder to someone, but what about when someone doesn't need a shoulder. What if they… — Stephen Chbosky Copy Share Image
Most of the people I know who were raised to be accommodating or were raised to just be nice and put everybody's needs ahead… — Stephen Chbosky Copy Share Image
I don’t want to start thinking again. Not like I have this last week. I can’t think again. Not ever again. — Stephen Chbosky Copy Share Image
“And then Patrick started running after the sunset. And Sam immediately followed him. And I saw them in silhouette. Running after the sun. Then,… — Stephen Chbosky Copy Share Image
That was always my hope that that is exactly what I would do. It was always part of the dream of this story -… — Stephen Chbosky Copy Share Image
And she says she wants to expose me to all these great things. And to tell you the truth, I don't really want to… — Stephen Chbosky Copy Share Image
“I'm sorry I bothered you, Susan. I'm just having a tough time. That's all. Have a good one," I said and walked away.” — Stephen Chbosky Copy Share Image
When we were all getting ready to leave, I walked up to my grandfather and gave him a hug and kiss on the cheek.… — Stephen Chbosky Copy Share Image
It's like he would take a photograph of Sam, and the photograph would be beautiful. And he would think that the reason the photograph… — Stephen Chbosky Copy Share Image
Five minutes of a lifetime were truly spent, and we felt young in a good way. — Stephen Chbosky Copy Share Image
I feel like a big faker because I've been putting my life back together, and nobody knows. — Stephen Chbosky Copy Share Image
