Stephen Chbosky
Stephen Chbosky
Stephen Chboskyis an American novelist, screenwriter, and film director best known for writing The New York Times bestselling coming-of-age novel The Perks of Being a Wallflower, as well as for screenwriting and directing the film version of the same book, starring Logan Lerman, Emma Watson, and Ezra Miller. He also wrote the screenplay for the 2005 film Rent, and was co-creator, executive producer, and writer of the CBS television series Jericho, which began airing in 2006...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth25 January 1970
CityPittsburgh, PA
CountryUnited States of America
He’s my whole world.” “Don’t ever say that about anyone again. Not even me.
The fact that one of these ladies was my mom made me particularly sad because my mom is beautiful. And she’s always on a diet. Sometimes, my dad calls her beautiful, but she cannot hear him.
When we were all getting ready to leave, I walked up to my grandfather and gave him a hug and kiss on the cheek. He wiped my lip print off with his palm and gave me a look. He doesn't like the boys in the family to touch him. But I'm very glad that I did it anyway in case he dies. I never got to do that with my Aunt Helen.
Then, I turned around and walked to my room and closed my door and put my head under my pillow and let the quiet put things where they are supposed to be.
And I wonder if anyone is really happy. I hope they are. I really hope they are.
I wish I could stop being in love with Sam. I really do.
I really do love my sister. Especially when she's nice.
Maybe it's good to put things in perspective, but sometimes, I think that the only perspective is to really be there.
I don't even remember the season. I just remember walking between them and feeling for the first time that I belonged somewhere.
Not everyone has a sob story, Charlie, and even if they do, it's no excuse.
I don't know if it's better to be close with your daughter or make sure that she has a better life than you do.
Patrick started running after the sunset. And Sam immediately followed him. And I saw them in silhouette. Running after the sun.
So, I looked up, and we were in this giant dome like a glass snowball, and Mark said that the amazing white stars were really only holes in the black glass of the dome, and when you went to heaven, the glass broke away, and there was nothing but a whole sheet of star white, which is brighter than anything but doesn't hurt your eyes. It was vast and open and thinly quiet, and I felt so small.
I sat down and tried to write a story. "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.