I left the only way you can leave. You pull your life off all at once - like a Band-Aid.
I leave, and the leaving is so exhilarating I know I can never go back. But then what? Do I just keep leaving places, and leaving them, and leaving them, tramping a perpetual journey?
When you go to a great concert, you feel this arc, almost like the music of a well-chosen set takes you on this trip through emotions and through various forms of intellectual engagement.
You will not kill my girlfriend today, International Terrorists of Ambiguous Nationality!
You know your problem, Quentin? You keep expecting people not to be themselves. I mean, I could hate you for being massively unpunctual and for never being interested in anything other than Margo Roth...
We squeeze his hand. He squeezes back. You stare up at the same sky together, and after a while he says, I have to go, and you say, Good-bye, and he says Good-bye, Aza, and no one ever says good-bye u...
This one's for Alaska Young!
It's not because I want to make out with her.Hold on. He grabbed a pencil and scrawled excitedly at the paper as if he'd just made a mathematical breakthrough and then looked back up at me. I just did...
Is it still cool to go to the mall?' she asked. 'I take quite a lot of pride in not knowing what's cool,' I answered.
I wanted to know that he would be okay if I died. I wanted to not be a grenade, to not be a malevolent force in the lives of people I loved.
I opened the door. He looked down at my shirt and smiled. Funny, he said.Don't call my boobs funny, I answered.
I just think if you don't the honest thing, sometimes the honest thing never becomes true, you know, and I
I guess I had a hamartia after all.
I figured something out. The future is unpredictable.
I fear oblivion. I fear it like the proverbial blind man who's afraid of the dark.
I did some research on this a couple years ago, Augustus continued. I was wondering if everybody could be remembered. Like, if we got organized, and assigned a certain number of corpses to each living...
I am in the midst of a soliloquy! I wrote this out and memorized it and if you interrupt me I will completely screw it up,' Augustus interrupted. 'Please to be eating your sandwich and listening.
Caroline was always moody and miserable, but I liked it. I liked feeling as if she had chosen me as the only person in the world not to hate, and so we spent all this time together just ragging on eve...
Apparently, the world is not a wish-granting factory.
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