140 Quotes by Rebecca Stead

When you were small, you would swing yourself up legs-first, but now you have to stick your head through the opening in the floor and then hoist the rest. You certainly have grown, you tell yourself.

I guess my question is: Is the new you the stranger? Or is the stranger the person you leave behind?” -Sherm.

He took two steps forward and kind of hovered right in front of me for a second, and then he kissed me. And then he stopped and waited. And then I kissed him back. He smiled and ran down the stairs.

Who’s the real you? The person who did something awful, or the one who’s horrified by the awful thing you did? Is one part of you allowed to forgive the other?

Life was a too-tall stack of books that had started to lean to one side, and each new day was another book on top.

People act like riddles are hard, but real life is harder. In real life, there are always more than two doors” -Sherm.

Life isn’t something that happens to you. It’s something you make yourself, all the time.

It’s easier to ask for forgiveness than it is to get permission.

Love is when you like someone so much that you can’t just call it “like,” so you have to call it “love.