Stephen Chbosky Quotes

It's okay not to be okay... Sometimes it's hard, to follow your heart but tears don't mean you're losing, everybody's bruising, there's nothing wrong with who you are.

Both hurting and happiness make me feel more alive, but as I get older it seems that hurting's the low hanging fruit. So I pick it.

I really believe that all of us have a lot of darkness in our souls. Anger, rage, fear, sadness. I don't think that's only reserved for people who have horrible upbringings. I think it really exists and is part of the human condition. I think in the course of your life you figure out ways to deal with that.

Why am I so soft in the middle when the rest of my life is so hard?

I still have highs and lows, maybe I don't cry salty tears as much.

I couldn't deal with a normal life.

When you're on campus, you go through a lot of hard times and you need someone to talk to.

When I admitted to myself I was ill, it was tough to accept. I didn't want my family to worry about me.

I had a lot of frustrations, and I was drinking far too much, and I was just trying to survive and this is what came out of it.

The morbid states of health, the irritableness of disposition arising from unstrung nerves, the impatience, the crossness, the fault-finding of men, who, full of morbid influences, are unhappy themselves, and throw the cloud of their troubles like a dark shadow upon others, teach us what eminent duty there is in health.

I advise nobody to drown sorrow in cocoa. It is bad for the figure and it does not alleviate the sorrow.

You have good days and bad days, and depression's something that, you know, is always with you.

Anxiety is loves greatest killer.

Men take their misfortunes to heart and keep them there.

I don't know what I'm supposed to do now. I know other people have it a lot worse. I do know that, but it's crashing in anyway, and I just can't stop thinking that the little kid eating french fries with his mom in the shopping mall is going to grow up and my sister.

Better a broken heart than a hardened one.

Nay, nay!” said the Squire. “It’s not so easy to break one’s heart. Sometimes I’ve wished it were. But one has to go on living—‘all the appointed days,’ as is said in the Bible.

I work from almost a dangerous place in my mind sometimes.

Hard words indeed break no bones, but many a heart has been broken by them.

…I've had a bad week." What's happened?" Nothing's happened. I've had a bad week in my head, is all.

They say that time heals a broken heart, but time has stood still since we've been apart.

There are some days when I can do my thing and be in the world and walk around, and it's fine. And then there are other days where it's totally not fine, and I want to crawl into a hole and die. And it's the most invasive and worst.

To suffer some anxiety, some depression, some disappointment, even some failure is normal.

I do not believe anyone can be perfectly well, who has a brain and a heart