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He liked the mere act of reading, the magic of turning scratches on a page into words inside his head.

John Green

You don’t get to choose if you get hurt in this world but you do have some say in who hurts you. I like my choices.
JOHN GREEN

Choice Choose Hurt Satisfaction World
Some tourists think Amsterdam is a city of sin, but in truth it is a city of freedom. And in freedom, most people find sin.
JOHN GREEN

City Finding Freedom People Sin Thinking Tourist
Every year, many, many stupid people graduate from college. And if they can do it, so can you.
JOHN GREEN

College Graduation People Stupidity
You like someone who can’t like you back because unrequited love can be survived in a way that once-requited love cannot.
JOHN GREEN

Love Survival
Talking to a drunk person was like talking to an extremely happy, severely brain-damaged three-year-old.
JOHN GREEN

Alcohol Brain Damage Drunk Extreme Happiness
We are as indestructible as we believe ourselves to be.
JOHN GREEN

Believe Destruction Ourselves
She loved mysteries so much that she became one.
JOHN GREEN

Love Mystery She
The nature of impending fatherhood is that you are doing something that you’re unqualified to do, and then you become qualified while doing it.
JOHN GREEN

Father
I’m not saying that everything is survivable. Just that everything except the last thing is.
JOHN GREEN

Except Philosophy Survival
He liked the mere act of reading, the magic of turning scratches on a page into words inside his head.
JOHN GREEN

Act Head Inside Magic Page Reading
What a treacherous thing to believe that a person is more than a person.
JOHN GREEN

Believe Couple Person Special
Writing is something you do alone. It’s a profession for introverts who wanna tell you a story but don’t wanna make eye contact while telling it
JOHN GREEN

Alone Introvert Profession Writing
Poetry is just so emo.” he said. “Oh, the pain. The pain. It always rains. In my soul.
JOHN GREEN

Pain Poetry Rain Soul
You do not immortalize the lost by writing about them. Language buries, but does not resurrect.
JOHN GREEN

Bury Death Language Lost Mortal Writing
I ran like a cheetah – well, like a cheetah that smoked too much.
JOHN GREEN

Humour Run Smoke
What’s the meaning of life? Other people.
JOHN GREEN

Life People

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