When it comes to hiccups, and everything else, I like to remind myself that every other time I thought something wasn’t going to end, it ended.
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| — | John Green |
Coinciding Quotations
“It’s the tragedy of loving, you can’t love anything more than something you miss.”
-Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close
“You can love someone so much…But you can never love people as much as you can miss them.”
-John Green, An Abundance of Katherines
“Something about telling that story made my gut grow back together.”
“What?”
“Oh, nothing. Thinking out loud.”
“That’s who you really like. The people you can think out loud in front of.”
“The people who’ve been to your secret hiding places.”
“The people you bite your thumb in front of.”
“Hi.”
“Hi.”
“You have the oddest way of coming on to me, Tiny.”
“I would never come on to you, because you’re not gay. And, like, boys who like girls are inherently unhot. Why would you like someone who can’t like you back?”
The question is rhetorical, but if I wasn’t trying to shut up, I’d answer it: You like someone who can’t like you back because unrequited love can be survived in a way that once-requited love cannot.
-Will Grayson, Will Grayson
(Noting this passage for future use - a veritable essay on this very subject matter shall follow)
I have the distinct feeling that flirting is occuring. Now, don’t get me wrong. I enjoy flirting as much as the next guy, provided the next guy has repeatedly seen his best friend torn assunder by love. But nothing violates the rules of shutting up and not caring so much as flirting - except possibly for that enchantingly horrible moment when you act upon the flirting, that moment where you seal your heartbreak with a kiss. There should be a third rule, actually: 1. Shut up. 2. Don’t care too much. And 3. Never kiss [someone] you like.
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| — | John Green’s Will Grayson, Will Grayson, Will Grayson |
When adults say, “Teenagers think they are invincible” with that sly, stupid smile on their faces, they don’t know how right they are. We need never be hopeless, because we can never be irreparably broken. We think that we are invincible because we are. We cannot be born, and we cannot die. Like all energy, we can only change shapes and sizes and manifestations. They forget that when they get old. They get scared of losing and failing. But that part of us greater than the sum of our parts cannot begin and cannot end, and so it cannot fail.
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| — | John Green, Looking for Alaska |
