Tuesday—we had school for the first time. Madame O’Malley had a moment of silence at the beginning of French class, a class that was always punctuated with long moments of silence, and then asked us how we were feeling.
“Awful,” a girl said.
“En français,” Madame O’Malley replied. “En français.
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As we walked, I kept taking glances at her through the crowd, quick snapshots: a photographic series entitled Perfection Stands Still While Mortals Walk Past.
John GreenMots clés john-green page-14 paper-towns margo-roth-spiegelman quentin-jacobsen part-1
And now life has become the future. Every moment of your life is lived for the future-you go to high school so you can go to college so you can get a good job so you can get a nice house so you can afford to send your kids to college so they can get a good job so they can get a nice house so they can afford to send their kids to college.
John GreenMots clés chapter-3 page-33 page-34 john-green paper-towns margo-roth-spiegelman part-1
And even though it was ridiculously childish, in the end I had to call myself a faggot, which really annoyed me, because 1. I don't think that word should ever be used by anyone, let alone me, and 2. As it happens, I am not gay, and furthermore, 3. Chuck Parson made it out like calling yourself a faggot was the ultimate humiliation, even though there's nothing at all embarrassing about being gay.
John GreenMots clés john-green paper-towns chapter-7 page-60 quentin-jacobsen
I had not cried for Margo until then, but now finally I did, pounding against the ground and shouting because there was no on to hear: I missed her I missed her I missed her I miss her.
John GreenMots clés john-green paper-towns quentin-jacobsen page-157
It is so hard to leave-until you leave.
John GreenMots clés john-green paper-towns page-229
Leaving feels too good, once you leave.
John GreenMots clés john-green paper-towns page-229
and on that thin-mooned night, I could see little more than her silhouette except for when she smoked, the burning cherry of the cigarette washing her face in pale red light.
John GreenMots clés imagery looking-for-alaska john-green
I fear oblivion' he said. "I fear it like a proverbial blind man fears the dark
Augustus Waters The Fault in Our StarsMots clés young-adult john-green the-fault-in-our-stars
I go to seek a Great Perhaps. That's why I'm going. So I don't have to wait until I die to start seeking a Great Perhaps.
John GreenMots clés looking-for-alaska seek john-green great-perhaps
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