This one kid with crooked teeth named Leonard called me a "teacher's pet" in the hallway after Bill's class, but I didn't mind because I think he missed the point somewhere.
Showing posts with label The Perks of Being a Wallflower. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Perks of Being a Wallflower. Show all posts
Thursday, October 25, 2012
The Perks of Being a Wallflower - Pg 196
The Perks of Being a Wallflower - Pg 166
"Ian MacArthur is a wonderful sweet fellow who wears glasses and peers out of them with delight."
That was the first sentence. The problem was that I just couldn't think of the next one. After cleaning my room three times, I decided to leave Ian alone for a while because I was starting to get mad at him.
The Perks of Being a Wallflower - Pg 142
I wish I could report that it's getting better, but unfortunately it isn't. It's hard, too, because we've started school again, and I can't go to the places where I used to go. And it can't be like it was. And I wasn't ready to say good-bye just yet. To tell you the truth, I've just been avoiding everything.
The Perks of Being a Wallflower - Pg 139
I just wish that God or my parents or Sam or my sister or someone would just tell me what's wrong with me. Just tell me how to be different in a way that makes sense. To make this all go away. And disappear. I know that's wrong because it's my responsibility, and I know that things get worse before they get better because that's what my psychiatrist says, but this is a worse that feels too big.
The Perks of Being a Wallflower - Pg 137
After I read the poem that compares the woman's hands to flowers and rain, I put the book down and went to the window. I stared at my reflection and the trees behind it for a long time. Not thinking anything. Not feeling anything. Not hearing the record. For hours. Something really is wrong with me. And I don't know what it is.
The Perks of Being a Wallflower - Pg 106
It was especially fun to think that people all over the world were having similar conversations in their equivalent of the Big Boy. I would have told the table that, but they were really having fun being cynical, and I didn't want to ruin it.
The Perks of Being a Wallflower - Pg 103
He said I was "developing" at a rapid pace and gave me a different kind of book as "a reward." It's On the Road by Jack Kerouac. I'm now up to about ten cigarettes a day.
The Perks of Being a Wallflower - Pg 93
I made Aunt Helen a promise to only cry about important things because I would hate to think that crying as much as I do would make crying for Aunt Helen less than it is.
The Perks of Being a Wallflower - Pg 86
As I was walking up the stairs to my dad's old room, and 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 the people in the photograph had just eaten lunch or something.
The Perks of Being a Wallflower - Pg 85
When I was very little, we had my mom's mom, who always had candy, and my dad's mom, who always had cookies. My mom told me that when I was little, I called them "Candy Grandma" and "Cookies Grandma." I also called pizza crust "pizza bones." I don't know why I'm telling you this.
The Perks of Being a Wallflower - Pg 74
All those little kids are going to grow up someday. And all of those little kids are going to do the things that we do. And they will all kiss someone someday. But for now, sledding is enough. I think it would be great if sledding were always enough, but it isn't.
The Perks of Being a Wallflower - Pg 69
On that piece of white paper, Sam wrote, "Write about me sometime." And I typed something back to her, standing right there in her bedroom. I just typed. "I will." And I felt good that those were the first two words that I ever typed on my new old typewriter that Sam gave me.
The Perks of Being a Wallflower - Pg 67
I think it was the first time in my life I ever felt like I looked "good." Do you know what I mean? That nice feeling when you look in the mirror, and your hair's right for the first time in your life? I don't think we should base so much on weight, muscles, and a good hair day, but when it happens, it's nice. It really is.
The Perks of Being a Wallflower - Pg 66
Sam and Patrick looked at me. And I looked at them. And I think they knew. Not anything specific really. They just knew. And I think that's all you can ever ask from a friend.
The Perks of Being a Wallflower - Pg 66
When I was done reading the poem, everyone was quiet. A very sad quiet. But the amazing thing was that it wasn't a bad sad at all. It was just something that made everyone look around at each other and know that they were there.
The Perks of Being a Wallflower - Pg 64
I really think that everyone should have watercolors, magnetic poetry, and a harmonica.
The Perks of Being a Wallflower - Pg 62
I thought about how many people have loved those songs. And how many people got through a lot of bad times because of those songs. And how many people enjoyed good times with those songs. And how much those songs really mean.
The Perks of Being a Wallflower - Pg 53
I just hope I remember to tell my kids that they are as happy as I look in my old photographs. And I hope that they believe me.
The Perks of Being a Wallflower - Pg 38
I didn't know that other people thought things about me. I didn't know that they looked.
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