—John Green, The Fault In Our Stars
I believe the universe wants to be noticed. I think the universe is improbably biased toward consciousness, that it rewards intelligence in part because the universe enjoys its elegance being observed. And who am I, living in the middle of history, to tell that universe that it- or my observation of it, is temporary?
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| — | John Green The Fault in Our Stars (via its-jor) |
Some infinities are just bigger than others.
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| — | The Fault in Our Stars. (via starshiprangerintraining) |
Almost everyone is obsessed with leaving a mark upon the world. Bequeathing a legacy. Outlasting death. We all want to be remembered. I do, too. That’s what bothers me most, is being another unremembered casualty in the ancient and inglorious war against disease.
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| — | John Green (The Fault in Our Stars) |
Lonely, Vaguely Pedophilic Swing Set Seeks the Butts of Children
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| — | ‘The Fault In Our Stars’ by John Green (via just-jayk) |
Much of my life had been devoted to trying not to cry in front of people who loved me, so I knew what Augustus was doing. You clench your teeth. You look up. You tell yourself that if they see you cry, it will hurt them, and you will be nothing but a sadness in their lives, and you must not become a mere sadness, so you will not cry, and you say all of this to yourself while looking up at the ceiling, and then you swallow even though your throat does not want to close and you look at the person who loves you and smile.
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| — | John Green, The Fault in Our Stars (via larmoyante) |
-Some people don’t understand the promises they’re making when they make them.
-Right, of course. But you keep the promise anyway. That’s what love is. Love is keeping the promise anyway.
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John Green, TFIOS This man. (via emilyisthebaum) |
When you go into the ER, one of the first things they ask you to do is rate your pain on a scale of one to ten, and from there they decide which drugs to use and how quickly to use them. I’d been asked this question hundreds of times over the years, and I remember once early on when I couldn’t get my breath and it felt like my chest was on fire, flames licking the inside of my ribs fighting for a way to burn out of my body, my parents took me to the ER. A nurse asked me about the pain, and I couldn’t even speak, so I held up nine fingers.
Later, after they’d given me something, the nurse came in and she was kind of stroking my head while she took my blood pressure and said, “You know how I know you’re a fighter? You called a ten a nine.”
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, The Fault in Our Stars (via bertallamas) |
It occurred to me that 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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| — | John Green (via veronicaisfightingthefuture) |
