But Felt A Fever Of The Mad And Played

This blog will mostly be the Vlogbrothers, John Green, Harry Potter, and books I enjoy.
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Yeah, hurdlers. I don’t know why. I started thinking abut them running their hurdle races, and jumping over these totally arbitrary objects that had been set in their path. And I wondered if hurdlers ever thought, you know, This would go faster if we just got rid of the hurdles.

Augustus, “The Fault in our Stars” (John Green)

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I like this world. I like drinking champagne. I like not smoking. I like Dutch people speaking Dutch.

John Green (The Fault in Our Stars)

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I would like to argue that there are two distinct definitions of ‘hot.’ There is the, like, normal, human definition which is: that individual seems suitable for mating. And then, there’s the weird, culturally-constructed definition of hot which means: that individual is malnourished and probably had plastic bags inserted into her breasts.

—John Green, (x)

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