We didn't talk about anything heavy or light. We were just there together. And that was enough.
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Stephen Chbosky
Stephen Chbosky (/ʃəˈbɒski/; born January 25, 1970) is 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 (1999), 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 Disney's 2017 live-action adaptation of Beauty and the Beast alongside with Evan Spiliotopoulos and was co-creator, executive producer, and writer of the CBS television series Jericho, which began airing in 2006. 2Early life Chbosky was born in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, and raised in the Pittsburgh suburb of Upper St. Clair, Pennsylvania. He is the son of Lea (née Meyer), a tax preparer, and Fred G. Chbosky, a steel company executive and consultant to CFOs. Chbosky has a sister, Stacy, who is married to director John Erick Dowdle. He was raised Catholic. As a teenager, Chbosky "enjoyed a good blend of the classics, horror, and fantasy." He was heavily influenced by J. D. Salinger's novel The Catcher in the Rye and the writing of F. Scott Fitzgerald and Tennessee Williams. Chbosky graduated from Upper St. Clair High School in 1988, around which time he met Stewart Stern, screenwriter of the 1955 James Dean film Rebel Without a Caus
It was the kind of kiss I could never tell my friends about out loud. It was the kind of kiss that made me know I was never so happy in my whole life.
And it was the kind of kiss that I could never tell my friends about out loud. It was the kind of kiss that made me know that I was never so happy in my whole life.
Just tell me how to be different in a way that makes sense.
Have you ever done that? You feel really bad, and then it goes away, and you don’t know why.
Enjoy it. Because it’s happening.
You see things. You keep quiet about them. And you understand.
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.
I just don’t want you to worry about me, or think that you’ve met me, or waste your time anymore.
If somebody likes me, I want them to like the real me…And I don’t want them to carry it around inside. I want them to show me, so I can feel it, too. I want them to be able to do whatever they want around me.
You see things. You keep quiet about them. And you understand.
I don’t know if you’ve ever felt like that. That you wanted to sleep for a thousand years. Or just not exist. Or just not be aware that you do exist. Or something like that.
Something is really wrong with me. And I don’t know what it is.
So, this is my life. And I want you to know that I am both happy and sad and I’m still trying to figure out how that could be.
As much as I feel sad, I think that not knowing is what really bothers me.
...please believe that things are good with me, and even when they’re not, they will be soon enough. And I will always believe the same about you.
We didn’t talk about anything heavy or light. We were just there together. And that was enough.
So, this is my life. And I want you to know that I am both happy and sad and I’m still trying to figure out how that could be.
Something is really wrong with me. And I don’t know what it is.
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.