People keep saying Hank won, but I just want to make something very clear: I won. Hank dropped his noodle. Dropping your noodle is losing. He might’ve had the fancier moves, but I WAS THE WINNER.
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| — | John, in the comments of this video |
There were so many of us who would have to live with things done and things left undone that day. Things that did not go right, things that seemed okay at the time because we could not see the future. If only we could see the endless string of consequences that result from our smallest actions. But we can’t know better until knowing better is useless.
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| — | John Green, Looking for Alaska (via 4mbivalent) |
My rule is that I will sign anything anywhere for anyone, except bare skin. I used to say that I would happily sign bare skin, but A. I am a married man, and B. no one ever wanted me to sign their bare skin, and it got kind of depressing.
Given the final futility of our struggle, is the sudden jolt of meaning that art gives us valuable? Or is the only value in passing the time as comfortably as possible? What should a story seek to emulate? A ringing alarm? A call to arms? A morphine drip? Of course, like all interrogation of the universe, this line of argument inevitably reduces us to asking what it means to be human, and whether— to borrow the phrase from the angst-encumbered sixteen-year-olds you no doubt revile— there is a point to it all.
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| — | The Fault In Our Stars, Chapter 5 (page 68 US Edition) |
God, ‘I love you’ really is the gateway drug of breaking up. Saying ‘I love you ’ while walking across the dorm circle inevitably leads to saying ‘I love you’ while you’re doing it. So I just bolted.
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| — | the Colonel. Looking for Alaska by John Green (via castergirl13) |
The weird thing about houses is that they almost always look like nothing is happening inside of them, even though they contain most of our lives.
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| — | Hazel Grace, The Fault In Our Stars, pg 139 (via foldingmaps) |
