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I was not religious, but I liked rituals. I liked the idea of connecting an action with remembering.
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Dear Mr. Peter Van Houten (c/o Lidewij Vliegenthart), My name is Hazel Grace Lancaster. My friend Augustus Waters, who read An Imperial Affliction at my recommendationtion, just received an email from you at this address. I hope you will not mind that Augustus shared that email with me. Mr. Van Houten, I understand from your email to Augustus that you are not planning to publish any more books. In a way, I am disappointed, but I'm al..
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Have you really read all those books in your room?" She laughed, "Oh God no. I've maybe read a third of 'em. But I'm going to read them all. I call it my Life's Library. Every summer since I was little, I've gone to garage sales and bought all the books that looked interesting. So I always have something to read. But there is so much to do: cigarettes to smoke, sex to have, swings to swing on. I'll have more time for reading when I'm old a..
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John Green |
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Stole this from a lizard for you - D
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John Green |
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The Z's will kill us all, and then the Z's will die out and in sixty years there will be no one to remember our silly war, Caroline's wasted ammunition, my year of zombic survivalism, Rene DesCartes's musings, or Michelangelo's sculptures. And that is really only the sadness here as I drink a thousand-dollar bottle of wine down here in the cellar: We did a few things worth remembering, and I wish for someone to remember them.
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John Green |
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My parents always liked it when I cursed in front of them. I could see the pleasure of it in their faces. It signified that I trusted them, that I was myself in front of them.
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John Green |
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Right. I'd forgotten about her.' He shook his head. 'That keeps happening.
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John Green |
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Ben, if you get pee in my brand-new car, I am going to cut your balls off." Still peeing, Ben looks over at me smirking. "You're gonna need a hell of a big knife, bro."
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friendship
philosophy
road-trip
mystery
young-adults
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John Green |
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I like this world. I like drinking champagne. I like not smoking. I like the sound of Dutch people speaking Dutch. And now...I don't even get a battle. I don't get a fight.
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John Green |
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And what is an "instant" death anyway? How long is an instant? Is itone second? Ten? The pain of those seconds must have been awful as her heart burst adn her lungs collapsed adn there was no air and no blood to her brain and only raw panic. What the hell is instant? Nothing is instant. Instant rice takes five minutes, instant pudding an hour. I doubt that an instant of blinding pain feels particularly instantaneous."
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John Green |
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As I followed Margo's directions through the maze of one-way streets, we saw a few people sleeping on the sidewalk or sitting on benches, but nobody was moving. Margo rolled down the window, and I felt the thick air blow across my face, warmer than night ought to be. I glanced over and saw strands of her hair blowing all around her face. Even though I could see her there, I felt entirely alone among these big and empty buildings, like I'd s..
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John Green |
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The pleasure of remembering had been taken from me, because there was no longer anyone to remember with.
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John Green |
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But to be perfectly frank, this childish idea that the author of a novel has some special insight into the characters in the novel...it's ridiculous. That novel was composed of scratches on a page, dear. The characters inhabiting it have no life outside of those scratches. What happened to them? They all ceased to exist the moment the novel ended.
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fiction
imagination
intentional-fallcy
ontology
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John Green |
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The part I enjoy most is not the doing, but the noticing.
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John Green |
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Worry is yet another side effect of dying.
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liked
true-story
dying
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John Green |
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eveything that comes together, falls apart," the Old Man said. "Everything. the chair I'm sitting on. It was built, and so it will fall apart. I'm gonna fall apart, probably before this chair. And you're gonna fall apart. the cells and organs and systems that make you you - they came together, grew together and so must fall apart. the buddha knew one thing that science didn't prove for millenia after his dead: entropy increases. Things fall..
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John Green |
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Unrequited love can be survived in a way that once-requited love cannot.
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John Green |
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Do you ever wonder whether people would like you more or less if they could see inside you?
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John Green |
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She would stay on the road and in hiding, a balloon floating through the sky, eating up hundreds of miles a day with a help of the perpetual tailwind.
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John Green |
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Augustus Waters was the Mayor of the Secret City of Cancervania, and he is not replaceable", Isaac began. "Other people will be able to tell you funny stories about Gus, because he was a funny guy, but let me tell you a serious one: A day after I got my eye cut out, Gus showed up at the hospital. I was blind and heartbroken and dind't want to do anything and Gus burst into my room and shouted, 'I have wonderful news!' And I was like, 'I don..
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john-green
tfios
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The walk felt long, but I kept telling my lungs to shut up, that they were strong, that they could do this. I could see him as I approached: His hair was parted neatly on the left side in a way that he would have found absolutely horrifying, and his face was plasticized. But he was still Gus. My lanky, beautiful Gus.
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death
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hazel-grace
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John Green |
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Eternity bids thee to forget.
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John Green |
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Nothing is as boring as other people's dreams.
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John Green |
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True terror isn't being scared; it's not having a choice in the matter.
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John Green |
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A small olive-skinned creature who had hit puberty but never hit it very hard, Ben had been my best friend since fifth grade, when we both finally owned up to the fact that neither of us was likely to attract anyone else as a best friend.
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John Green |
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Kaitlyn never wore open-toed shoes on account of how she hated her feet because she felt her second toes were too long, as if the second toe was a window into the soul or something.
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John Green |
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Formerly a prodigy. Formerly full of potential. Currently full of shit.
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John Green |
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Each of us starts out as a watertight vessel. And these things happen--these people leave us, or don't love us, or don't get us, or we don't get them, and we lose and fail and hurt one another. And the vessel starts to crack open in places . . . Once the vessel cracks open, the end becomes inevitable . . . But there is all this time between when the cracks start to open up and when we finally fall apart. And it is only in that time that we ..
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Ben's tongue is like sunscreen...It's good for your health and should be applied liberally.
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John Green |
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She taught me everything I knew about crawfish and kissing and pink wine and poetry. She made me different. I lit a cigarette and spit into the creek. "You can't just make me different and ten leave," I said out loud to her. "Because I was fine before, Alaska. I was fine with just me and last words and shool friends, and you can't just make me different and then die."
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I don't believe in prom,' I reminded her as she rounded a corner. I expertly angled my raisin bran to accomodate the g-forces. I'd done this before.
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paper-towns
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John Green |
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You may be smart, but I've been smart longer.
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John Green |
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I want to share something Virginia Woolf wrote: 'English, which can express the thoughts of Hamlet and the tragedy of Lear, has no words for the shiver and the headache...The merest schoolgirl when she falls in love, has Shakespeare or Keats to speak her mind for her; but let a sufferer try to describe a pain in his head to a doctor and language at once runs dry.' And we're such language-based creatures that to some extent we cannot know wh..
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I think maybe I know why,' she finally said. 'Why?' 'Maybe all the strings inside him broke,' she said.
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yh zmny myrsh khh hmh m mrdym. hmh mwn. yh zmny myrsh khh hych bny bshry bqy nmwndh khh Hty ydsh byd khsy wjwd khrjy dshth y gwnh y bshr Sl khry khrdh. khsy nmy mwnh khh rsTw y khly'wptr rw bh yd byrh, chh brsh bh tw. hmh y khrhyy khh khrdym w hmh chyzhyy khh nwshtym w skhtym, fkhr h w khshfytmwn hmh frmwsh myshn. hychy bqy nmy mwnh. shyd wn mwq` zwd brsh y shydm mylywn h sl Twl bkhshh, m Hty gh z mrg khwrshyd hm njt pyd khnym, nmytwnym bry..
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John Green |
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I don't know whether it was the general anxiety of being on a date (albeit one with my would-be date sitting five people away from me) or the specific anxiety of having the Beast stare in my direction, but for some reason, I took off running after Takumi. I thought we were in the clear as we began to round the corner of the bleachers, but then I saw, out of the corner of my eye, a cylindrical orange object getting bigger and bigger, like a ..
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Hey Pudge," the Colonel said. "What do you think of a truce?" "It reminds me of when the Germans demanded that the U.S. surrender at the Battle of the Bulge," I said. "I guess I'd say to this truce offer what General McAuliffe said to that one: Nuts."
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John Green |
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I could stand up and go to her and kiss her. I could. But there is still too much to be ruined.
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John Green |
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Peter Van Houten was the only person I'd ever come across who seemed to (a) understand what it's like to be dying, and (b) not have died.
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come
houten
only
seem
van
peter
understand
person
like
dying
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John Green |
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Because no one thought she was a person, she had no one to really talk to.
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John Green |
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Yeah, people keep saying my other senses will improve to compensate, but CLEARLY NOT YET. Hi, Support Group Hazel. Come over here so I can examine your face with my hands and see deeper into your soul than a sighted person ever could.
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John Green |
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The shirt was a screen print of a famous Surrealist artwork by Rene Magritte in which he drew a pipe and then beneath it wrote in cursive Ceci n'est pas une pipe. ("This is not a pipe.") "I just don't get that shirt," Mom said. "Peter Van Houten will get it, trust me. There are like seven thousand Magritte references in An Imperial Affliction." "But it is a pipe." "No, it's not," I said. "It's a drawing of a pipe. Get it? All representa..
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John Green |
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La ciudad era papel, pero los recuerdos no
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John Green |
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Wow," I said. "Are you making this up?" "Hazel Grace, could I, with my meager intellectual capacities, make up a letter from Peter Van Houten featuring phrases like 'our triumphantly digitized contemporaneity'?"
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