David Levithan Quotes

The boy I loved didn't know I existed. Then again, he was obsessed with Camus, so he didn't know if any of us existed.

Serrated, adj. And you said, "I'm not sure we can.

Told her she was beautiful. Didn't give up when she didn't believe me.

I think of friendship in terms of love.

Deep down, you see, I long to be arcane, esoteric. I would love to confound people with their own language.

I try to be a careful person. Most of the time my carelessness is completely unintentional.

You are happy even if you are afraid to admit it.

But if I didn’t want to be alone, then why didn’t I want to be with anyone else?

They defy gravity, as good books should.

I don’t want to know anything, and I want to know it all

I had no idea what I wanted, only that I wanted something, which is the worst kind of wanting.

When someone breaks up with you, their beauty-- which you took such satisfaction in-- suddenly becomes unfair.

I think they have compatible silences.

We are so used to releasing words. We don't know what to do with them if they stay.

Maybe there is hope in the fragments, that what is lost can always be filled in by someone who knows.

I measure the moment in the heartbeats I skip

And I'm moved, it's so beautiful. Not what I wrote, but to have it given back like this. To have her remember the words and the tune. To hear it in her voice.

Moments into minutes. Minutes into hours. Hours into days. Days into years. Years into possibility. This will linger.

The most understandable thing in the world should be how minutes lead to hours, how hours lead to days, how days can make a year. And yet, this neat progression can still be surprising.

Someday your prince will come," I assure him. "And the first thing I'm going to say to him is, 'What took you so long?

The boy I just kissed is talking to my father. The boy I want to kiss again is waiting for my mother to serve pancakes. I must fight the urge to freak.

It's hard to answer a question you haven't been asked. It's hard to show you tried unless you end up succeeding.

But whether or not you are here, you are here—because these words are for you, and they wouldn't exist if you weren't here in some way.

Maybe there's a way to keep us in this moment. Not the sad part. But the coming together part.

Maybe your history just repeats and repeats until it batters you enough to snap the seams that hold you together

You could be the leaf that never falls from the tree you could be the sun that never leaves the sky this might be the happy ending without the ending this might be a reason to try

It's the way you say thank you like you're genuinely thankful. I have never met anyone else who does that on a regular basis.

I want to write my life. I want to be able to write my life. You are a second away from saying it. You have no idea how much I love you.

What i want is for what i want to actually matter.

She has been hanging on to the hope of him for so long that she doesn't realize there isn't anything left to hope for.

There is no word for our kind of friendship. Two people who don't see each other a lot, but can make each other effortlessly happy

Readers embrace all kinds of characters as long as they are written with emotional truth.

seven wonders of the world and I have to ask for an eighth fill a bottle with some prayers and spend them on hope create an easy route just so I can complicate send my heart down that slippery slope

I'm a firm believer that every person, young or old, has at least one good story to tell.

I want you to be honest with me. Even if it hurts. Although I would prefer for it not to hurt.

Even though it was hard to see you, it was good to see you.

It's goodbye to some things. And hello to others.

I am starting to get tired of relying on words.

You don't know, but I'm noticing.

..I've been trying to argue myself into thinking these things don't matter, A. Really,I have. But I've lost the argument. And I can't keep having it, when I know what the real answer is.

My main piece of advice would be dont worry about being published - just write a really good book, but also dont be afraid to write a bad book. Give yourself permission to fail, and dont be afraid.

I can honestly say Ive never thought for a second about whether a character reflects poorly on any group. All that matters to me is that the character is true to my belief in who he or she is.

Every single answer starts with the phrase 'I don't know.' But most of the time she does know, if I give her the time and the space in which to answer.

Yesterday is another world. I want to go back there.

When the shock wears off, you always hope there's understanding underneath.

I learn about the highs and lows of living with the same mother for your entire life, about how no one can make you angrier, but how you can't really love anyone more.

He doesn’t just look upset—he looks newly blind. There is such loss in his eyes, and it permeates every other part of his body.

When we’re alone together, I’m the destination. When I’m here in her life at school, I’m the disruption.

It is an awful thing to be betrayed by your body. And it’s lonely, because you feel you can’t talk about it.

I am breathing. In dreams, we never bother to breathe.