609 Quotes by Stephen Chbosky

Somos quienes somos por un montón de razones.Quizás nunca conozcamos la mayoría de ellas.Pero aunque no tengamos el poder de elegir de donde venimos,todavía podemos elegir a donde vamos desde ahí.Todavía podemos hacer cosas.Y podemos intentar sentirnos bien con ellas.

I saw other people there. Old men sitting alone. Young girls with blue eye shadow and awkward jaws. Little kids who looked tired. Fathers in nice coats who looked even more tired. Kids working behind counters of the food places who looked like they hadn't had the will to live for hours. The machines kept opening and closing. The people kept giving money and getting their change. And it all felt very unsettlingly to me.

Si escuchas la canción Asleep, y piensas en esos días en los que hace un clima precioso que te hace recordar cosas, y piensas en los ojos más hermosos que has visto jamás, y lloras, y esa persona te devuelve el abrazo, entonces creo que verás la fotografía.

No se si alguna vez has sentido algo así. Que querrías dormir durante mil años. O simplemente no existir. O no ser consciente de que existes. O algo parecido. Creo que querer eso es muy morboso pero yo lo deseo cuando me pongo así. Por eso estoy intentando no pensar. Solo quiero que todo deje de dar vueltas. Si esto empeora, tendría que volver al medico. Las cosas se están poniendo feas otra vez. Con mucho cariño.Charlie

no more pencils, no more books, no more teachers' dirty looks, when the teacher rings the bell, drop your books and run like hell

And even if somebody else has it much worse, that doesn't really change the fact that you have what you have. Good and bad.

I am below average!

I thought about him going into my mom's when she was little and hitting my mom and holding up her report card and saying that her bad grades would never happen again. And I think now that maybe he meant my older brother. Or my sister. Or me. That he would make sure that he was the last one to work in a mill.

I thought about him going into my mom's room when she as little and holding up her report card and saying that her bad grades would never happen again. And I think now that maybe he meant my older brother. Or my sister. Or me. That he would make sure that he was the last one to work in a mill.