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fea0aac
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All along -- not only since she left, but for a decade before -- I had been imagining her without listening, without knowing that she made as a poor a window as I did. And so I could not imagine her as a person who could feel fear, who could feel isolated in a roomful of people, who could be shy about her record collection because it was too personal to share. Someone who might have read travel books to escape having to live in the town tha..
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Like, the world is billions of years old, and life is a product of nucleotide mutation and everything. But the world is also the stories we tell about it.
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page-257
john-green
turtles-all-the-way-down
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cd9d75a
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And I wrote my way out of the labyrinth.
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John Green |
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032ff7b
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Oh, God, Alaska, I love you. I love you,' and the Colonel whispered, 'I'm so sorry, Pudge. I know you did,' and I said, 'No. Not past tense.
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John Green |
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bf610c8
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Public education does not exist for the benefit of students or the benefit of their parents. It exists for the benefit of the social order.
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social-justice
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John Green |
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5698551
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It's embarrassing that we all just walk through life blindly accepting that scrambled eggs are fundamentally associated with mornings.
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John Green |
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a95c0b9
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I missed everybody. To be alive is to be missing.
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John Green |
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0f2bb1d
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One of those moments he knew he'd remember and look back on, one of those moments that he'd try to capture in the stories he told. Nothing was happening, really, but the moment was thick with mattering.
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If there's one thing I know, it's that there's some people in this world who you can just love and love and love no matter what.
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So we gave up. I'd finally had enough of chasing after a ghost who did not want to be seen. We'd failed, maybe, but some mysteries aren't meant to be solved.
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giving-up
mysteries
failure
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John Green |
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c8a1527
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You just use the future to escape the present.
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John Green |
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948470e
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It's fine," I repeated. And whatever. It was fine. It had to be."
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John Green |
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56a3ed5
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Above us, the wind blew and the branching shadows rearranged themselves on our skin. Gus squeezed my hand. "It is a good life, Hazel Grace."
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John Green |
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7189bcc
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I cannot tell you how thankful I am for our little infinity
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hazel-grace-lancaster
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John Green |
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c79765b
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Being gay is not an excuse for being a dick.
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John Green |
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551019f
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I hadn't read a real series like that since I was a kid, and it was exciting to live again in an infinite fiction.
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John Green |
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d967d87
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Being a person, I had come to realize, is a communal activity. Dogs know how to be dogs. But people do not know how to be people unless and until they learn from other people.
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7b37f1e
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Oh God, Alaska, I love you. I love you," and the Colonel whispered, "I'm so sorry, Pudge. I know you did," and I said, "No. Not past tense." She wasn't even a person anymore, just flesh rotting, but I loved her present tense."
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dying
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John Green |
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addd871
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She never acted as if she liked him all that much, but then she never acted as if she liked anyone all that much.
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John Green |
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d30c299
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I said nothing--I hadn't known Marya, and anyway, "listening quietly" was my general social strategy" --
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John Green |
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3a05c43
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And I vaguely remember her smiling at me from the door way the glittering ambiguity of a girls smile, which seems to promise an answer to the question, but never gives it. The question, the one we've all been asking since girls stopped being gross, the question that is to simple to be uncomplicated: Does she like me or does she LIKE me?
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John Green |
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52577e8
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But that wasn't quite right. I called it a nine because I was saving my ten. And here it was, the great and terrible ten, slamming me again and again as I lay still and alone in my bed staring at the ceiling, the waves tossing me against the rocks then pulling me back out to sea so they could launch me again into the jagged face of the cliff, leaving me floating faceup on the water, undrowned.
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John Green |
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7f17554
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Okay? Okay.
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John Green |
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fe2a1b4
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My days had a pleasant identicalness about them. I had always liked that: I liked routine. I liked being bored. I didn't want to but I did.
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John Green |
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b0f11de
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Nineteenth-century preacher Henry Ward Beecher's last words were "Now comes the mystery." The poet Dylan Thomas, who liked a good drink at least as much as Alaska, said, "I've had eighteen straight whiskeys. I do believe that's a record," before dying. Alaska's favorite was playwright Eugene O'Neill: "Born in a hotel room, and--God damn it--died in a hotel room." Even car-accident victims sometimes have time for last words. Princess Diana s..
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last-words
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John Green |
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c0ef6b3
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Look up long enough and you start to feel your infinitesimality. The difference between alive and not--that's something. But from where the stars are watching, there is almost no difference between varieties of alive, between me and the newly mown grass I'm lying on right now. We are both astonishments, the closest thing in the know universe to a miracle.
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John Green |
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Llegara un dia en que todos nosotros estaremos muertos dije. Todos nosotros. Llegara un dia en que no quedara un ser humano que recuerde que alguna vez existio alguien o que alguna vez nuestra especie hizo algo. No quedara nadie que recuerde a Aristoteles o a Cleopatra, por no hablar de vosotros. Todo lo que hemos hecho, construido, escrito, pensado y descubierto sera olvidado, y todo esto --continue, senalando a mi alrededor-- habra existi..
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John Green |
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4d233a5
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Nineteenth-century preacher Henry Ward Beecher's last words were "Now comes the mystery." The poet Dylan Thomas, who liked a good drink at least as much as Alaska, said, "I've had eighteen straight whiskeys. I do believe that's a record," before dying. Alaska's favorite was playwright Eugene O'Neill: "Born in a hotel room, and--God damn it--died in a hotel room." Even car-accident victims sometimes have time for last words. Princess Diana s..
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last-words
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John Green |
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015d22d
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The voracious ambition of humans is never sated by dreams coming true, because there is always the thought that everything might be done better and again.
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dreams
inspirational
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John Green |
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f62998c
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Isaac was still clinging to the lectern. He started to cry. He pressed his forehead down to the podium and I watched his shoulders shake, and then finally, he said, 'Goddamn it, Augustus, editing your own eulogy.' 'Don't swear in the Literal Heart of Jesus,' Gus said. 'Goddamn it," Isaac said again."
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fcd7b6e
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I came to the conclusion a while ago that there is nothing romantic or supernatural about loving someone: Love is the privilege of being responsible for another. It was, for a time, what kept me going: Each morning, for a little while, I got to feel the weight of the yoke on my back as I pulled the ancient cart of my species.
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privilege
zombies
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IT'S NOT MY FAULT THAT MY PARENTS OWN THE WORLD'S LARGEST COLLECTION OF BLACK SANTAS.
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John Green |
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I don't suppose I can wear the flamingo tie," he said as he pulled on black socks. "It's a bit festive, given the occasion," I responded. "Can't wear it to the opera," said the Colonel, almost smiling. "Can't wear it to a funeral. Can't use it to hang myself. It's a bit useless, as ties go." I gave him a tie."
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John Green |
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cfae796
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The snow may be falling in the winter of my discontent, but at least I've got sarcastic company.
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John Green |
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1bd57f3
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No woman should ever lie about another woman. You've violated the sacred covenant between women! How will stabbing one another in the back help women to rise above patriarchal oppression?
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John Green |
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I nodded. I liked Augustus Waters. I really, really, really liked him. I liked the way his story ended with someone else. I liked his voice. I liked that he took existentially fraught free throws. I liked that he was a tenured professor in the Department of Slightly Crooked Smiles with a dual appointment in the Department of Having a Voice That Made My Skin Feel More Like Skin. And I liked that he had two names. I've always liked people wit..
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gus
hazel-grace-lancaster
john-green
hazel-grace
the-fault-in-our-stars
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36d3cc6
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This fear bears no analogy to any fear I knew before. This is the basest of all possible emotions, the feeling that was with us before we existed, before this building existed, before the earth existed. This is the fear that made fish crawl out onto dry land and evolve lungs, the fear that teaches us to run, the fear that makes us bury our dead.
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John Green |
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f70e802
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Estoy enamorado de ti, y no me apetece privarme del sencillo placer de decir la verdad. Estoy enamorado de ti y se que el amor es solo un grito en el vacio, que es inevitable el olvido, que estamos todos condenados y que llegara el dia en que todos nuestros esfuerzos volveran al polvo. Y se que el sol engullira la unica tierra que vamos a tener, y estoy enamorado de ti.
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John Green |
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a6e104c
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Standing before this building, I learn something about fear. I learn that it is not the idle fantasies of someone who maybe wants something important to happen to him, even if the important thing is horrible. It is not the disgust of seeing a dead stranger, and not the breathlessness of hearing a shotgun pumped outside of Becca Arrington's house. This cannot be addressed by breathing exercises. This fear bears no analogy to any fear I knew ..
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paper-towns
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John Green |
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b6abd14
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How can you read and talk at the same time?" I asked. "Well, I usually can't, but neither the book nor the conversation is particularly intellectually challenging."
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reading
talking
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John Green |
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82aa976
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The things I would do to that boy. I mean, not now that I know you're interested in him. But, oh, sweet holy Lord, I would ride that one-legged pony all the way around the corral." "Kaitlyn," I said. "Sorry. Do you think you'd have to be on top?" "Kaitlyn," I said."
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John Green |
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2fae86d
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still, what could i say? that i didn't just feel depressed - instead, it was like the depression was the core of me, of every part of me, from my mind to my bones? that if he got blue, i got black? that i hated those pills so much, because i knew how much i relied on them to live?
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medication
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John Green |
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282a138
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Ya'all smoke to enjoy it. I smoke to die.
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John Green |
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ac73760
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Ask me if I give a shit.
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John Green |