“When trust is violated, it's like you're left with an empty piggy bank. Building trust again, she said, is like putting big, fat nickels into the slot. They clank against the bottom, and that sound is jarring. But in order… — Bill Konigsberg Copy Share
“And during, I realized that the labels didn’t matter, because when two people feel that sort of pull toward each other, it just works, and the only label that mattered was that I was in love. Totally, fully, ecstatically.” — Bill Konigsberg Copy Share Image
“I shivered. Careful, I told myself. You don't want to set yourself up for a fall. Be happy. Just not too happy.” — Bill Konigsberg Copy Share Image
“It’s hard when you open your heart and let someone in and then suddenly they’re not in it anymore. It doesn’t matter whose fault it is; that empty spot stings so bad that you want to find any kind of relief, or wrap yourself up so tight you can’t feel it anymore. I knew it might be there a little… — Bill Konigsberg Copy Share
Wouldn't it be nice if we lived in a world where no one thought being gay was even something to ride someone about? — Bill Konigsberg Copy Share Image
The world needs people who are more comfortable standing still. We keep the earth on it axis when everybody else is bouncing around. — Bill Konigsberg Copy Share Image
“To agape,” we all echoed, raising our wineglasses and drinking to higher love.” — Bill Konigsberg Copy Share Image
“Then Albie reached into his pocket and pulled out one shiny Jonathan apple. “Hungry?” he asked us. “How’d you do that?” I asked, wondering… — Bill Konigsberg Copy Share Image
“When trust is violated, it's like you're left with an empty piggy bank. Building trust again, she said, is like putting big, fat nickels into the slot. They clank against the bottom, and that sound is jarring. But in order to heal, you have to keep adding those nickels, and soon enough, there will be coins to cushion the nickel's… — Bill Konigsberg Copy Share
“I had the strong sensation that I'd underestimated my parents and their devotion to me. Of course they'd be on my side, whether they… — Bill Konigsberg Copy Share Image
“Why can’t I just be bad?” I asked, figuring my mom would have no idea what I was talking about. “Well, that’s easy, sweetie.… — Bill Konigsberg Copy Share Image
“We hugged, and my dad cried a little. I don't have a macho-type dad, who hunts and fishes and collects guns. He's sensitive and… — Bill Konigsberg Copy Share Image
“A thought came to me. What do I think about the date with Rafe? Here I am thinking about what everyone else would think,… — Bill Konigsberg Copy Share Image
