He's a wallflower." And Bob nodded his head. And the whole room nodded their head. And i started to feel nervous in the Bob way, but Patrick didn't let me get too nervous. He sat down next to me. "You see things. You keep quiet about them. And you understand.

Do you think if people knew how crazy you really were, no one would ever talk to you?

I don't know what's wrong with me. It's like all I can do is keep writing this gibberish to keep from breaking apart.

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.

And even if she says no, and really means yes, then quite frankly she's playing games and isn't worth the price of dinner.

Not everyone has a sob story, Charlie, and even if they do, it's no excuse.

And when she started becoming a “young lady,” and no one was allowed to look at her because she thought she was fat. And how she really wasn’t fat. And how she was actually very pretty. And how different her face looked when she realized boys thought she was pretty. And how different her face looked the first time she really liked a boy who was not on a poster on her wall. And how her face looked when she realized she was in love with that boy. I wondered how her face would look when she came out from behind those doors.