David Levithan
David Levithan
David Levithanis an American young-adult fiction author and editor. His first book, Boy Meets Boy, was published by Knopf Books for Young Readers in 2003. He has written numerous works featuring strong male gay characters, most notably Boy Meets Boy and Naomi and Ely's No Kiss List...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionYoung Adult Author
Date of Birth7 September 1972
CityShorts Hill, NJ
CountryUnited States of America
wrapping-paper done kind
Sharing truth is not the kind of gift that comes in wrapping paper - ripped open once and, there, you're done. No, this is a gift that must be unfolded.
love-you kissing night
fraught, adj. Does every “I love you” deserve an “I love you too”? Does every kiss deserve a kiss back? Does every night deserve to be spent on a lover? If the answer to any of these is “No,” what do we do?
lying knows
You know there's no such thing as a complete lie. There's always some truth in there.
pain truth-is empty
...but the truth is that I don't feel like I can carry anyone but myself right now. The streets are empty. I am empty. Or, no--I am full of pain. It's my life that's empty.
want ridiculous
I want to talk to you and be random with you and be ridiculous with you.
faces valuable i-can
I can take everything on her face at face value, and that's valuable in a friend.
cotton-candy weapons shields
Your humor is your compass and your shield. You can hone it into a weapon or you can pull its strands out to make your very own cotton-candy blanket. You can’t exist on a diet of humor alone, but you can’t exist on a diet without it, either.
pain heart boys
There are boys so enraptured by love that they can't get their hearts to slow down enough to get some rest, and other boys so damaged by love that they can't stop picking at their pain.
laughter lasts enjoyable
Laughter rarely lasts longer than a few seconds, it's true. But how enjoyable those few seconds are.
heart alive sake
It is very hard to stay alive just for your own sake. It is very hard to stare into day after day without another familiar face staring back. It turns your heart into a purposeless muscle.
stories forgotten statues
How sad it must be for you to be nothing more than a hollow statue, to have your tomb preserved and your story forgotten.
firsts new-life compass
He was my first boyfriend, and I made him my everything - he was my new life, my new love, my new compass point. I guess that's the danger with firsts - you lose all sense of proportion.
fate lilies up-to-you
It’s up to you, not fate. True. But it was also up to Lily. That was the trickiest part.
memories moments photograph
A photograph it a souvenir of a memory. It is not a moment. It is the looking at the photograph that becomes the moment. Your own moment.