Quotes on Perks Of A Wallflower

If you care about somebody, you should want them to be happy. Even if you wind up being left out.

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. I think wanting that is very morbid, but I want it when I get like this. That’s why I’m trying not to think. I just want it all to stop spinning.

She wasn't bitter. She was sad, though. But it was a hopeful kind of sad. The kind of sad that just takes time.

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.

Standing on the fringes of life... offers a unique perspective. But there comes a time to see what it looks like from the dance floor.

It's great that you can listen and be a shoulder to someone, but what about when someone doesn't need a shoulder? What if they need the arms or something like that? You can't just sit there and put everybody's lives ahead of yours and think that counts as love. You just can't. You have to do things.

It’s like when you’re excited about a girl and you see a couple holding hands, and you feel so happy for them. And other times you see the same couple, and they make you so mad. And all you want is to feel happy for them because you know that if you do, then it means you’re happy, too.

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.

And in that moment, I swear we were infinite.

I can see it. This one moment when you know you’re not a sad story. You’re alive. And you stand up and see the lights and the buildings and everything that makes you wonder. And you’re listening to that song in that drive with the people you love most in this world. And in this moment I swear… we are infinite.

Why do I and everyone I love pick people who treat us like we're nothing"; - "We accept the love we think we deserve.

He's a wallflower. You see things. You keep quiet about them. And you understand.

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.