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
home school mines
everyone in our school has afterschool activities. mine is going home.
want lovable ifs
If you want to be loved, be a lovable. It's a good place to start.
nice believe faults
I couldn't fault her for believing, because I had to imagine i was nice to have that illusion still intact.
normal wake-up sickness
I wake up feverish, sore, uncomfortable. Is it sickness or is it heartbreak? I can't tell. The thermometer says I'm normal, but I'm clearly not.
knows noticing
You don't know, but I'm noticing.
elevators stairs
Life tells you to take the elevator, but love tells you to take the stairs.
stories young believer
I'm a firm believer that every person, young or old, has at least one good story to tell.
two people kind
There is no word for our kind of friendship. Two people who don't see each other a lot, but can make each other effortlessly happy
want matter
What i want is for what i want to actually matter.
thinking love-is twins
love is tied to truth. I think of them as unhappily conjoined twins.
doors nouns adjectives
You make it a production. Slam doors. Knock things over. Scream. But I just leave. Even if I'm still standing there, I leave. I am refusing you. I am denying you. I am an adjective that is quickly turning into a noun.
breathe ability asthma
The older I get, the more I lose my ability to breathe.
light air shapes
I feel such a tenderness for these vulnerable nighttime conversations, the way words take a different shape in the air when there's no light in the room.
love eye hair
Even if you were green and had a beard and a male appendage between your legs. Even if your eyebrows were orange and you had a mole covering your entire cheek and a nose that poked me in the eye every time I kissed you. Even if you weighed seven hundred pounds and had hair the size of a Doberman under your arms. Even then, I would love you.