The best Quotes by Clay Jensen

Clay: "I cost a girl her life because I was afraid to love her."
Mr. Porter: "You can't love someone back to life."
Clay: "You can try."

Soul Alone

I meet your eyes
you don't even see me
You hardly respond
when I whisper
hello
Could be my soul mate
two kindred spirits
Maybe we're not
I guess we'll never
know

My own mother
you carried me in you
Now you see nothing
but what I wear
People ask you
how I'm doing
You smile and nod
don't let it end
there

Put me
underneath God's sky and
know me
don't just see me with your eyes
Take away
this mask of flesh and bone and
See me
for my soul
alone

If my love were an ocean,
there would be no more land.
If my love were a desert,
you would see only sand.
If my love were a star-
late at night, only light.
And if my love could grow wings,
I'd be soaring in flight.

I think sometimes we aren't keeping secrets to hide from other people. I think sometimes we're keeping them to protect those people.

The truth can free you, if you let it.

I guess we all have things we try to hide. But they can't stay hidden forever.

I like her. She makes you try new things, it's good for you. I'm serious - you seem less afraid when you're with her. I like it and it also makes me kind of sad.

We all have things we keep hidden. Sometimes, keeping secrets is how you survive. Because in High School, one rumor, one picture, one incident, can define you forever.

Pictures can be twisted and used against you and haunt you forever.

They get in your head. People tell lies about you, and other people believe them. And it gets to the point where the lies might as well be the truth.

Clay: "I love you."
Hannah: "Why didn't you say this to me when I was alive?"

The truth isn't always to most exciting version of things, or the best, or the worst. It's somewhere inbetween. But it deserves to be heard and remembered. 'The truth will out', like someone said once. It remains.

I've heard so many stories about me now that I don't know which one is the most popular. But I do know which is the least popular: the truth.

Some of you cared. None of you cared enough.

Pardon me, but you really hurt my feelings.

When you lose everything, that's when you're finally free.

We're not defined by what we los. We're defined by what we survive.