#wallflower

I just want you to know that you’re very special… and the only reason I’m telling you is that I don’t know if anyone else ever has. ↗

— Stephen Chbosky

#stephen-chbosky #the-perks-of-being-a-wallflower #inspirational

But because thing change. And friends leave. And life doesn't stop for anybody. ↗

— Stephen Chbosky

#the-perks-of-being-a-wallflower #change

This one moment when you know you're not a sad story. You are alive, and you stand up and see the lights on the buildings and everything that makes you wonder. And you're listening to that song and that drive with the people you love most in this world. And in this moment I swear, we are infinite. ↗

— Stephen Chbosky

#wallflower #we-are-infinite #love

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. ↗

— Stephen Chbosky

#perks-of-beng-a-wallflower #realistic-fiction #stephen-chbosky #change

We all deserve the love we think we deserve. ↗

— Chbosky

#coming-of-age #love #the-perks-of-being-a-wallflower #age

It's strange to describe reading a book as a really great experience, but that's kind of how it felt. ↗

— Stephen Chbosky

#experience

Ah, Evie,” she heard him say softly, “I must have a heart, after all…because right now it aches like the devil.” “Only your heart?” she asked ingenuously, making him laugh. He lowered her to the bed, his eyes sparkling wickedly. “Also a few other things,” he conceded. “And as my wife, it’s your duty to ease all my aches. ↗

— Lisa Kleypas

#evie #heart #jenner #sebastian #vincent

This is how we court girls in America. We grab them and kiss them. And if they don't like it, we do it again, harder and longer, until they surrender. It saves us hours of witty repartee. ↗

— Lisa Kleypas

#christmas

Annabelle’s eyes stung as she stared at him, while need and inexhaustible tenderness gathered like an ache in her body. “I realized something,” she said huskily, “when I was standing outside the foundry, watching it burn and knowing you were inside.” She swallowed hard against the thickness in her throat. “I would rather have died in your arms, Simon, than face a lifetime without you. All those endless years… all those winters, summers… a hundred seasons of wanting you and never having you. Growing old, while you stayed eternally young in my memories.” She bit her lip and shook her head, while her eyes flooded. “I was wrong when I told you that I didn’t know where I belonged. I do. With you, Simon. Nothing matters except being with you. You’re stuck with me forever, and I’ll never listen when you tell me to go.” She managed a tremulous smile. “So you may as well stop complaining and resign yourself to it. ↗

— Lisa Kleypas

#hunt #simon #wallflower #winter

‎... but my dad said it was no excuse. "But I love him!" I had never seen my sister cry that much. "No, you don't." "I hate you!" "No, you don't." My dad can be very calm sometimes. "He's my whole world." "Don't ever say that about anyone again. Not even me." That was my mom. ↗

— Stephen Chbosky

#parents #perks-of-being-a-wallflower #love