The Perks of Being a Wallflower

by Stephen Chbosky

am both happy and sad and I’m still trying to figure out how that could be.

I always think that until I read another book.

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

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

So, I guess we are who we are for a lot of reasons. And maybe we’ll never know most of them. But even if we don’t have the power to choose where we come from, we can still choose where we go from there. We can still do things. And we can try to feel okay about them.