Charlie, a gente aceita o amor que acha que merece.
She wasn’t bitter. She was sad, though. But it was a hopeful kind of sad. The kind of sad that just takes time.
Writing a novel is a lot like directing a movie because you are creating a world and a tone, you are creating a large canvas and all the details.
The perfect song on the perfect drive to make you feel infinite.
This moment will just be another story someday.
He’s a wallflower. You see things. You keep quiet about them. And you understand.
Part of the reason I wrote the book was I wanted to understand for myself why such good people let themselves get treated so badly.
I’m going to be who I really am. I’m going to figure out what this is.
The most beautiful surprise is that you have these moments where you connect with people on a deep level without saying a word. It’s one of those wonderful things that you get what you give, and I’m grateful for it.
Just tell me how to be different in a way that makes sense.
And I guess I realized at that moment that I really did love her. Because there was nothing to gain, and that didn’t matter.
It’s much easier not to know things sometimes.
Writing screenplays is incredibly hard. I can’t call it joy. Writing Novels? Joy. Directing? Joy. Writing Screenplays? That’s where you pay all your dues.
Banning books gives us silence when we need speech. It closes our ears when we need to listen. It makes us blind when we need sight.
It’s strange to describe reading a book as a really great experience, but that’s kind of how it felt.
And in that moment, I swear we were infinite.
I just don’t want you to worry about me, or think you’ve met me, or waste your time anymore.
Maybe these are my glory days, and I’m not ever realizing it because they involve a ball.
If the advice is simply to respect yourself and follow the path that you want to follow, that would be the best advice I could ever pass on.
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.