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So, I Guess We Are Who We Are For Alot Of Reasons. And Maybe We'll Never Know Most Of Them. But Even If We Don't Have The Power To Choose Where We Come From, We Can Still Choose Where We Go From There. We Can Still Do Things. And We Can Try To Feel Okay About Them.

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Stephen Chbosky

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So, I Guess We Are Who We Are For Alot Of Reasons. And Maybe We'll Never Know Most Of Them. But Even If We Don't Have The Power To Choose Where We Come From, We Can Still Choose Where We Go From There. We Can Still Do Things. And We Can Try To Feel Okay About Them.

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I Wish I Knew. It Might Make Me Miss Him More Clearly. It Might Have Made Sad Sense.

I Was In The Shopping Mall Because That's Where I Go Lately. For The Last Couple Of Weeks, I've Been Going There Every Day, Trying To Figure Out Why People Go There. It's Kind Of A Personal Project.

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.

They Are All My Favourites. All Of Them.

More Like The Movie Where The Guy Meets A Smart Girl Who Wears A Lot Of Sweaters And Drinks Cocoa. They Talk About Books And Issues And Kiss In The Rain.

There Was A Time When These Weren't Memories.

When You Publish A Book, You Do So In Part To End The Silence. All Censorship Is Silence. I Would Never, As An Author, Feel Right Requiring A Young Person Whose Family Would Object To The Book To Read It. Just As I Would Never Force That Person To Read It, I Would Ask Those Folks To Not Force Others Not To Read It. To Me, That Is Just Good Manners.

I Want To Make Sure That The First Person You Kiss Loves You, Okay?

It's Just That I Don't Want To Be Somebody's Crush. If Somebody Likes Me, I Want Them To Like The Real Me, Not What They Think I Am. And I Don't Want Them To Carry It Around Inside. I Want Them To Show Me, So I Can Feel It Too.

If You Are In A Movie Theater, You Can Look Two People Down And They Are Laughing While You Are Laughing Or You Can Look Three People Down And They Love That Song That You Love. It Is Living Proof That You Are Not Alone.

I Just Want You To Know That You’re Very Special… And The Only Reason I’m Telling You Is That I Don’t Know If Anyone Else Ever Has.

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.

When I Was Driving Home, I Just Thought About The Word 'special'. And I Thought The Last Person Who Said That About Me Was My Aunt Helen. I Was Very Grateful To Have Heard It Again. Because I Guess We All Forget Sometimes. And I Think Everyone Is Special In Their Own Way. I Really Do.

The Juniors Were Acting Different Because They Are Now The Seniors. They Even Had T-shirts Made. I Don't Know Who Plans These Things.

I'm Going To Be Who I Really Am. I'm Going To Figure Out What This Is.

I Love Twinkies, And The Reason I Am Saying That Is Because We Are All Supposed To Think Of Reasons To Live.

It's Like He Would Take A Photograph Of Sam, And The Photograph Would Be Beautiful. And He Would Think That The Reason The Photograph Was Beautiful Was Because Of How He Took It. If I Took It, I Would Know That The Only Reason It's Beautiful Is Because Of Sam.

My Dad Said I Did The Right Thing. I Hope I Did, But It's Hard To Tell Sometimes.

I Remembered This One Time That I Never Told Anybody About. The Time We Were Walking. Just The Three Of Us. I Was In The Middle. I Don't Remember Where We Were Walking To Or Where We Were Walking From. I Just Remember The Season. I Just Remember Walking Between Them And Feeling For The First Time That I Belonged Somewhere

Do You Enjoy Holidays With Your Family? I Don't Mean Your Mom And Dad Family, But Your Uncle And Aunt And Cousin Family? Personally, I Do. There Are Several Reasons For This. First, I Am Very Interested And Fascinated By How Everyone Loves Each Other, But No One Really Likes Each Other. Second, The Fights Are Always The Same.

The Truth Is, When It Gets Really Quiet, When The Silence Gets Too Loud, I Really Start To Miss Everyone.

Music Is A Vital Part Of My Life, And It Has Been Since I Was A Kid. It Helped Me Find My Identity As A Person, It Helped Me Find My Identity As An Artist, And It Helped Me Get In Touch With Emotions That I Didn't Know I Had.

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.

Old Pictures Look Very Rugged And Young, And The People In The Photographs Always Seem A Lot Happier Than You Are.

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