Do you guys remember that one time, in the minivan, twenty minutes ago, that we somehow didn't die?
John GreenMots clés paper-towns
As long as we don't die, this is gonna be one hell of a story.
John GreenMots clés humor
Ben starts. "I Spy with my little eye something I really like."
"Oh I know," Radar says. "It's the taste of balls."
"No."
"Is it the taste of penises?" I guess.
"No, dumbass."
"Hmm," says Radar. "Is it the smell of balls?"
"The texture of balls?
Mots clés humor
I'm starting to realize that people lack good mirrors. It's so hard for anyone to show us how we look,
John GreenMots clés understanding-oneself-and-others
I feel like my life is so scattered right now. Like it's all the small pieces of paper and someone's turned on the fan. But, talking to you makes me feel like the fan's been turned off for a little bit. Like things could actually make sense. You completely unscatter me, and I appreciate that so much.
John GreenI don't think you can ever fill the empty space with the thing you lost.
John GreenOne of those moments he knew he'd remember and look back on, one of those moments that he'd try to capture in the stories he told. Nothing was happening, really, but the moment was thick with mattering.
John GreenLeaving feels good and pure only when you leave something important, something that mattered to you. Pulling life out by the roots. But you can't do that until your life has grown roots.
John GreenThis was what I liked most about my friends: just sitting around
John GreenAs much as life can suck, it always beats the alternative.
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