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53927df
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What I love about science is that as you learn, you don't really get answers. You just get better questions.
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John Green |
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a8915e6
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You could hear the wind in the leaves, and on that wind traveled the screams of the kids on the playground in the distance, little kids figuring out how to be alive, how to navigate a world that wasn't made for them by navigating a playground that was.
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John Green |
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0ada7cc
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Why don't we break up? I guess I stay with her because she stays with me. And that's not an easy thing to do.
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John Green |
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8ea9129
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You are as real as anyone, and your doubts make you more real, not less.
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John Green |
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a115307
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Neither novels or their readers benefit from any attempts to divine whether any facts hide inside a story. Such efforts attack the very idea that made-up stories can matter, which is sort of the foundational assumption of our species.
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fiction
books
on-fiction
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John Green |
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1e11f21
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I love you present tense," I whispered, and then put my hand on the middle of his chest and said, "It's okay, Gus. It's okay. It is. It's okay, you hear me?" I had--and have--absolutely no confidence that he could hear me. I leaned forward and kissed his cheek. "Okay," I said. "Okay."
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John Green |
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4371ac3
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Okay.
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im-gonna-cry
awww
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John Green |
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f5504d7
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Where is my chance to be somebody's Peter Van Houten?' He hit the steering wheel weakly, the car honking as he cried. He leaned his head back, looking up. 'I hate myself I hate myself I hate this I hate this I disgust myself I hate it I hate it I hate it just let me fucking die.
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depressing
peter-van-houten
the-fault-in-our-stars
sad
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John Green |
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059800c
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They like their coffee like they like their ex-boyfriends: bitter.
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John Green |
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b731281
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There is only one things in this world shittier than biting it from cancer when you're sixteen, and that's having a kid who bites it from cancer.
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death-and-dying
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John Green |
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aa25e53
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I do not say goodbye. I believe that's one of the bullshitiest words ever invented. It's not like you're given the choice to say bad-bye, or awful-bye, or couldn't-care-less-about-you-bye. Everytime you leave, it's supposed to be a good one.
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John Green |
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83bc3f9
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Traveling, I am finding, teaches you a lot of things about yourself. For instance, I never thought myself to be the kind of person who pees into a mostly empty bottle of Bluefin energy drink while driving through South Carolina at seventy-seven miles per hour - but in face I am that kind of person.
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John Green |
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e9a50d8
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And okay, fair enough, but there is this unwritten contract between author and reader and I think not ending your book kind of violates that contract.
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John Green |
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72dac11
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I was born into Bolivar's labyrinth, and so I must believe in the hope of Rabelais' Great Perhaps.
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inspirational
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John Green |
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b9f69e8
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So why don't you go home for vacations?' I asked her. I'm just scared of ghosts, Pudge. And home is full of them.
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John Green |
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2149027
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I have spent my life falling. Not the kind that Tiny's talking about. He's talking about love. I'm talking about life. In my kind of falling, there's no landing. There's only hitting the ground. Hard. Dead, or wanting to be dead. So the whole time you're falling, it's the worst feeling in the world. Because you feel you have no control over it. Because you know how it ends.
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John Green |
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c6f7174
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You realize that trying to keep your distance from me will not lessen my affection for you," he said."
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John Green |
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949dff2
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I thought being an adult meant knowing what you believe, but that has not been my experience.
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John Green |
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06d99ce
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Do you ever wonder whether people would like you more or less if they could see inside you? But I always wonder about that. If people could see me the way I see myself--if they could live in my memories--would anyone, anyone, love me?
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people
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John Green |
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25bdcec
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To be alive is to be missing.
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life
page-281
missing
john-green
turtles-all-the-way-down
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John Green |
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19b9154
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I came here looking for a Great Perhaps, for real friends and a more-than-minor life..
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John Green |
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34d0722
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Hold on." He grabbed a pencil and scrawled excitedly at the paper as if he'd just made a mathematical breakthrough and then looked back up at me. "I just did some calculations, and I've been able to determine that you're full of shit."
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John Green |
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5c7c3aa
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Dude, you're such a geek. And that's coming from an overweight Star Trek fan who scored a 5 on the AP Calculus test. So you know your condition is grave
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John Green |
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a731986
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Mom sobbed something into Dad's chest that I wish I hadn't heard, and that I hope she never finds out that I did hear. She said, "I won't be a mom anymore." It gutted me pretty badly."
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the-fault-in-our-stars
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John Green |
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41cf5d6
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You can't just make yourself matter and then die, Alaska, because now I am irretrievably different..
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John Green |
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f0aa3da
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Mom sobbed something into Dad's chest that I wish I hadn't heard, and that I hope she never finds out that I did hear. She said, "I won't be a mom anymore." It gutted me pretty badly." --
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the-fault-in-our-stars
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John Green |
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c64ab84
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We live in a universe devoted to the creation, and eradication, of awareness. Augustus Waters did not die after a lengthy battle with cancer. He died after a lengthy battle with human consciousness, a victim - as you will be - of the universe's need to make and unmake all that is possible.
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stars
in
our
fault
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John Green |
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8dc27c6
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Shouldn't letting go be painless if you've never learned how to hold on?
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will-grayson
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John Green |
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7122765
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Love is keeping the promise anyway.
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John Green |
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72695b0
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You should see it. V for Vendetta I mean. "I'll look it up." No. With Me. At my house. Now"
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hazel-grace
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John Green |
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9594e2e
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My heart is really pounding," I said. "That's how you know you're having fun," Margo said."
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margo-roth-spiegelman
quentin-jacobsen
paper-towns
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John Green |
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ea2ec67
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Nothing really mattered that much, not the good things and not the bad ones. We were in the business of mutual amusement, and we were reasonably prosperous.
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John Green |
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39d7b2c
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We sat out there in silence for a minute and then Gus said, " I wish we had that swing set sometimes." "The one from my backyard?" "Yeah. My nostalgia is so extreme that I am capable of missing a swing my butt never actually touched." "Nostalgia is a side effect of cancer," I told him. "Nah, nostalgia is a side effect of dying," he answered. Above us, the wind blew and the branching shadows rearranged themselves on our skin. Gus squeezed my..
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John Green |
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4189a25
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I am a grenade," I said again. "I just want to stay away from people and read books and think and be with you guys because there's nothing I can do about hurting you: You're too invested, so just please let me do that, okay? "I'm going to go to my room and read for awhile, okay? I'm fine. I really am fine: I just want to go read for a while."
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John Green |
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58db353
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You matter as much as the things that matter to you. And I got so backwards trying to matter to him. All this time, there were real things to care about: real, good people who care about me, and this place. It's so easy to get stuck. You just get caught in being something, being special or cool or whatever, to the point where you don't even know why you need it; you just think you do.
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lindsey-lee-wells
john-green
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John Green |
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580e24e
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We Play the broken string of our instruments one last time
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John Green |
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47740e0
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The way I figure it, everyone gets a miracle.
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friendship
missing-person
teen-novel
prom
road-trip
young-adults
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John Green |
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9895e0f
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The fundamental mistake I had always made - and that she had, in fairness, always led me to make - was this: Margo was not a miracle. She was not an adventure. She was not a fine and precious thing. She was a girl.
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paper-towns
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John Green |
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7d29ce5
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You can't just make yourself matter and then die, Alaska, because now I am irretrievably different, and I'm sorry I let you go, yes, but you made the choice. You left me Perhapsless, stuck in your goddamned labyrinth. And now I don't even know if you chose the straight and fast way out, if you left me like this on purpose. And so I never knew you, did I? I can't remember, because I never knew.
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perhaps
looking-for-alaska
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John Green |
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2c901d0
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I mean, we're ninjas." "Well maybe a ninja," I said "You're just a really loud, awkward ninja," Margo said, "but we are both ninjas."
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funny
ninjas
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John Green |
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414cecf
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I liked that he was a tenured professor in the Department of Slightly Crooked Smiles with a dual appointments in the Department of Having a Voice that Made My Skin Feel More Like Skin.
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John Green |
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76e906c
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For a moment, she was quiet. Then she grabbed my hand, whispered, "Run run run run run," and took off, pulling me behind her."
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John Green |
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e786152
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Nothing ever happens like you imagine it will... but then again, if you don't imagine, nothing ever happens at all. Imagining isn't perfect. You can't get all the way inside someone else... But imagining being someone else, or the world being something else, is the only way in. It is the machine that kills the fascists
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thoughts
quentin
margo
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John Green |
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1b739a8
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Me: "Touch the cave wall." Computer: "You touch the cave wall. It is moist." Isaac: "Lick the cave wall." Computer: "I do not understand. Repeat?" Me: "Hump the moist cave wall." Computer: "You attempt to jump. You hit your head." Isaac: "Not HUMP." Computer: "I don't understand." Isaac: "Dude, I've been alone in the dark in this cave for weeks and I need some relief. HUMP THE CAVE WALL." Computer: "You attempt to ju-" Me: "Thrust pelvis ..
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John Green |