Disagreement is not necessarily a reason to head for Splitsville. In fact, a relationship without disagreement is probably too brittle to last. Some of the best human bonds are forged in the fire of d...
You liked me.I smiled. You were smitten with me. You were speechless to behold my beauty. You had never met anyone so fascinating. You thought of me every waking minute. You dreamed about me. You coul...
The echo of her laughter is the second sunrise I awaken to each day, and at night I feel it is more than the stars looking down on me.
If you start by hating one or two people, you won't be able to stop. Pretty soon you'll hate a hundred people. A zillion? Even a zillion. A little hatred goes a long, long way. It grows and grows. And...
He stared at me. She liked you, boy. The intensity of his voice and eyes made me blink.Yes, I said.She did it for you, you know.What?Gave up her self, for a while there. She loved you that much. What...
Best friends are always together, always whispering and laughing and running, always at each other's house, having dinner, sleeping over. They are practically adopted by each other's parents. You can'...
As we meandered, she said my name three times:Stargirl?Yes?That was better than TV.It was.Stargirl?Yes?Does the sun do that everyday?Yes.Stargirl?Yes?Everyday is sun day.
دیگر امیدی به پیدا شدن نیست.دنبال من نکرد! بگذار فقط افسانهوار همانجا که هستیم و هر که هستیم بمانیم. تو خودت باش و من هم خودم.امروز و امروز و امروز. و بگذار آینده به فردا اعتماد کند. بگذار ستارهها...
You’re cheating yourself out of today. Today is calling to you, trying to get your attention, but you’re stuck on tomorrow, and today trickles away like water down a drain. You wake up the next mornin...
To have a girl two thousand miles away going to pieces over you, weeping at the mere memory of you, losing her appetite, losing herself and her self respect - well, that’s a trophy enough for a guy’s...
She taught me to revel. She taught me to wonder. She taught me to laugh.My sense of humor had always measured up to everyone else's; but timidintroverted me, I showed it sparingly: I was a smiler. In...
She laughed when there was no joke. She danced when there was no music. She had no friends, yet she was the friendliest person in school.In her answers in class, she often spoke of sea horses and star...
Each night I lie down in a graveyard of memories. Moonlight spins a shroud about me.
You know, there's a place we all inhabit, but we don't much think about it, we're scarcely conscious of it, and it lasts for less than a minute a day. It's in the morning, for most of us. It's that ti...
The desert seems to be a brown wasteland of dry, prickly scrub whose only purpose is to serve as a setting for the majestic saguaros. Then, little by little, the plants of the desert begin to identify...
Stargirl began to improvise. She flung her arms to a make-believe crowd like a celebrity on parade. She waggled her fingers at the stars. She churned her fists like an egg-beater. Every action echoed...
She might be pointing to a doorway, or a person, or the sky. But such things were so common to my eyes, so undistinguished, that they would register as nothing I walked in a gray world of nothing.
Maybe it was the angle, but her fawn's eyes, looking up at me, seemed larger than ever. I had to make an effort to keep my balance lest I fall into them.
Ironic, Betty Lou said at last. The cereus insists on sunlight---that's why it must be at the end of the yard. And yet it saves its flowers for the moon. The sun never sees what it fathers.It takes fr...
I am a mess. Like that MargieMocha, I am spilled across a floor, but there's nobody to mop me up. I have only one thing to show for the day: Perry Delloplane. The sound of a name. It is a grape in my...