Your own insecurities can trick your brain into many things.
"So being a Presbyterian was now a disaster. Especially on Wednesday afternoons... and left behind the Presbyterians... I think Mrs. Baker suspected this when she came to my name on the class roll," (Schmidt 3).
"A cream puff. At the end of a long day. Brown, light, and perfect... The chalk dust wafted in the swirling breeze... Maybe she would give me a third cream puff to take home... Dust gathered by the seventh grade windows... Mrs. Baker's windows," (Schmidt 33).
Moments of truces are scarce, but when they come they are worth it.
"'Pied ninny,' I said, not loud enough for Coach Quartrini to hear me. But loud enough for Doug Sweiteck's brother, who was running just behind me, to hear. 'What does that mean?' he said, coming up beside me... 'It means someone who is so stupid that he's eaten all these pies and gotten really sick... That's it,' I said. 'Thanks,' he said, and ran ahead," (Schmidt 59).
Doing something you think will kill you, probably won't.
"'Do you know what will happen if someone from school sees me?' 'They will say there is Holling Hoodhood, onstage, playing one of Shakespeare's greatest scenes from one of his greatest plays. This is what will happen,'" (Schmidt 78).
"It was more like a human sort of revenge-sort of what Malcom and Donalbain were thinking... A snowball had appeared before me, a fatal vision... I release the fast ball, his face turns toward me at the last moment, and the snow-ice-slush-spitball splatters against his nose. Perfect," (Schmidt 117).
Never assume the worst of others, it just might make the situation worse.
"'I said I didn't know he would use the same design.' 'I'd keep the dark glasses on, Meryl Lee. It's easier to lie to someone if they can't see your eyes.'... A long moment went by... And I saw Meryl Lee's red eyes. Again and again and again," (Schmidt 152).
Even if you have given up on yourself, others have not.
"'It's because you run so straight up,' she said... 'Are you saying I could run better?'... 'Look what happened to Julius Caesar when he underestimated those around him.'... 'Run fifty paces and come back.' I did. 'Again.' I did. 'At tempo,' she said. I did," (Schmidt 168).
"We headed through the deep woods for the last time... And on the first bend coming out, Mrs. Baker was waiting. Alone. 'Holling,' she called. I looked at her. 'Pass those boys,' she said. And that was all it took," (Schmidt 206).
"'You can't drive by yourself.' 'Then come with me.' She looked out to the backyard. 'We can't do that, either,' she said, and her voice was as sad and lost as Loneliness," (Schmidt 231).
"'And you didn't even have to go to California to figure all that out,' said my father. 'So who are you Holling?'... 'I don't know yet,' I said finally. 'I'll let you know,'" (Schmidt 261).