Dedicated to the words of John Green.
(This is not a spoiler free blog.)
When Alaska Young is sitting with her legs crossed in a brittle, periodically green clover patch leaning forward in search of four-leaf clovers, the pale skin of her sizeable cleavage clearly visible, it is a plain fact of human physiology that it becomes impossible to join in her clover search.
“As the tide washed in, the Dutch Tulip Man faced the Ocean:
“Conjoiner rejoinder poisoner concealer revelator. Look at it, rising up and rising down, taking everything with it.”
“What’s that?” Anna asked.
“Water,” the Dutchman said. “Well, and time.”
-John Green
Pre-sexification my father was already obsessed with porn. He told me almost everyday that porn was in control of us. Porn wants the world to contain more porn, so porn evolves us to agree with it: Porn tells us that we could make movies out of porn, or toys out of porn, or magazines out of porn, etc. The flu makes us cough, which spreads the flu. Porn makes us porn-hungry, which spreads porn. He got this idea from a book, and he never ceased to be amazed by it. For years, he would talk about it. We’d be eating mashed potatoes or something, and he’d say, “You know, potatoes are impossible without porn. That porn, it’s everywhere.
I will not tell you our love story, because- like all real love stories- it will die with us, as it should.
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The Fault in Our Stars by John Green
It portrays death truthfully. You die in the middle of your life, in the middle of a sentence.
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John Green, Paper Towns
