If my public existence does anything worthwhile, hopefully it at least demystifies the author a bit, because I know when I was younger I felt like authors were like wizards or something. Turns out they're total muggles.
John GreenStichwörter: humor harry-potter authors wizards muggles
I mean, it's stupid to miss someone you didn't even get along with. But, I don't know, it was nice, you know, having someone you could always fight with."
"Fighting," I said, and then, confused, barely able to drive, I added, "is nice."
"Right. I don't know what I'll do now. I mean, it was nice to have her. I'm a mad guy, Pudge. What do I do with that?"
"You can fight with me," I said. I put my controller down and leaned back on our foam couch and was asleep. As I drifted off, I heard the Colonel say, "I can't be mad at you, you harmless skinny bastard.
The whole place is soaking wet. My copy of The General in His Labyrinth is absolutely ruined."
"That's pretty good," the Colonel said, like an artist admiring another's work.
"Hey!" she shouted.
"Sorry. Don't worry, dude," he said. "God will punish the wicked. And before He does, we will.
The silence broke:"Sometimes I liked it", I said "Sometimes I liked it that she was dead."
"You mean it felt good?"
"No. I don't know. It felt ... pure.
Stichwörter: sadness
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.
I want to have scrambled eggs for dinner without this ridiculous construction that a scrambled egg-inclusive meal is breakfast even when it occurs at dinnertime."
"You've gotta pick your battles in this world, Hazel," my mom said. "But if this is the issue you want to champion, we will stand behind you.
Stichwörter: humor
The car was packed by six fifteen, whereupon Mom insisted that we eat beakfast with Dad, although I had a moral opposition to eating before dawn on the grounds that I was not a nineteenth-century Russian peasant fortifying myself for a day in the fields.
John GreenAugustus: It's a metaphor
Hazel: You choose your behaviours based on their metaphorical resonances...
Augustus: Oh yes, I'm a big believer in metaphor, Hazel Grace
*taps car window*
Hazel: I'm going to a movie with Augustus Waters, please record the next episodes of the ANTM marathon for me
I look at Jane for a long time and a slow smile creeps over her face. Her whole face changes when she smiles - this eyebrow-lifting, perfect-teeth-showing, eye-crinkling smile I've either never seen or never noticed. She becomes pretty so suddenly that it's almost like a magic trick
John GreenEso siempre me ha parecido tan ridículo, que la gente quisiera estar alrededor de alguien porque es bello. Es como elegir tus cereales del desayuno basados en el color en lugar del sabor.
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