The Perks of Being a Wallflower

by Stephen Chbosky

“Charlie, we accept the love we think we deserve.”

“You see things. You keep quiet about them. And you understand.”

And in that moment, I swear we were infinite.

First, I am very interested and fascinated by how everyone loves each other, but no one really likes each other.

They just knew. And I think that’s all you can ever ask from a friend.

I was looking at the old photographs, I started thinking that there was a time when these weren’t memories. That someone actually took that photograph,

And all the books you’ve read have been read by other people. And all the songs you’ve loved have been heard by other people.

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

I just kind of put my feelings away somewhere after that.

But because things change. And friends leave. And life doesn’t stop for anybody.

There’s nothing like the deep breaths after laughing that hard. Nothing in the world like a sore stomach for the right reasons.

If somebody likes me, I want them to like the real me, not what they think I am.

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.

it’s okay to feel things. And be who you are about them.