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  • #1
    Stephen Chbosky
    “Once on a yellow piece of paper with green lines
    he wrote a poem
    And he called it "Chops"
    because that was the name of his dog

    And that's what it was all about
    And his teacher gave him an A
    and a gold star
    And his mother hung it on the kitchen door
    and read it to his aunts
    That was the year Father Tracy
    took all the kids to the zoo

    And he let them sing on the bus
    And his little sister was born
    with tiny toenails and no hair
    And his mother and father kissed a lot
    And the girl around the corner sent him a
    Valentine signed with a row of X's

    and he had to ask his father what the X's meant
    And his father always tucked him in bed at night
    And was always there to do it

    Once on a piece of white paper with blue lines
    he wrote a poem
    And he called it "Autumn"

    because that was the name of the season
    And that's what it was all about
    And his teacher gave him an A
    and asked him to write more clearly
    And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door
    because of its new paint

    And the kids told him
    that Father Tracy smoked cigars
    And left butts on the pews
    And sometimes they would burn holes
    That was the year his sister got glasses
    with thick lenses and black frames
    And the girl around the corner laughed

    when he asked her to go see Santa Claus
    And the kids told him why
    his mother and father kissed a lot
    And his father never tucked him in bed at night
    And his father got mad
    when he cried for him to do it.


    Once on a paper torn from his notebook
    he wrote a poem
    And he called it "Innocence: A Question"
    because that was the question about his girl
    And that's what it was all about
    And his professor gave him an A

    and a strange steady look
    And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door
    because he never showed her
    That was the year that Father Tracy died
    And he forgot how the end
    of the Apostle's Creed went

    And he caught his sister
    making out on the back porch
    And his mother and father never kissed
    or even talked
    And the girl around the corner
    wore too much makeup
    That made him cough when he kissed her

    but he kissed her anyway
    because that was the thing to do
    And at three a.m. he tucked himself into bed
    his father snoring soundly

    That's why on the back of a brown paper bag
    he tried another poem

    And he called it "Absolutely Nothing"
    Because that's what it was really all about
    And he gave himself an A
    and a slash on each damned wrist
    And he hung it on the bathroom door
    because this time he didn't think

    he could reach the kitchen.”
    Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower

  • #2
    Suzanne Collins
    “Remember, we're madly in love, so it's all right to kiss me anytime you feel like it.”
    Suzanne Collins, The Hunger Games

  • #3
    Suzanne Collins
    “Deep in the meadow, hidden far away
    A cloak of leaves, a moonbeam ray
    Forget your woes and let your troubles lay
    And when it's morning again, they'll wash away
    Here it's safe, here it's warm
    Here the daisies guard you from every harm
    Here your dreams are sweet and tomorrow brings them true
    Here is the place where I love you.”
    Suzanne Collins, The Hunger Games

  • #4
    “When you have lost hope, you have lost everything. And when you think all is lost, when all is dire and bleak, there is always hope.”
    Pittacus Lore, I Am Number Four

  • #5
    Frank Zappa
    “So many books, so little time.”
    Frank Zappa

  • #6
    John Green
    “As he read, I fell in love the way you fall asleep: slowly, and then all at once.”
    John Green, The Fault in Our Stars

  • #7
    John Green
    “I'm in love with you," he said quietly.

    "Augustus," I said.

    "I am," he said. He was staring at me, and I could see the corners of his eyes crinkling. "I'm in love with you, and I'm not in the business of denying myself the simple pleasure of saying true things. I'm in love with you, and I know that love is just a shout into the void, and that oblivion is inevitable, and that we're all doomed and that there will come a day when all our labor has been returned to dust, and I know the sun will swallow the only earth we'll ever have, and I am in love with you.”
    John Green, The Fault in Our Stars

  • #8
    John Green
    “Some infinities are bigger than other infinities.”
    John Green, The Fault in Our Stars

  • #9
    John Green
    “You can love someone so much...But you can never love people as much as you can miss them.”
    John Green

  • #10
    John Green
    “The marks humans leave are too often scars.”
    John Green, The Fault in Our Stars

  • #11
    John Green
    “Oh, I wouldn't mind, Hazel Grace. It would be a privilege to have my heart broken by you.”
    John Green, The Fault in Our Stars

  • #12
    John Green
    “Maybe our favorite quotations say more about us than about the stories and people we're quoting.”
    John Green

  • #13
    John Green
    “When I look at my room, I see a girl who loves books.”
    John Green, Looking for Alaska

  • #15
    John Green
    “Grief does not change you, Hazel. It reveals you.”
    John Green, The Fault in Our Stars

  • #16
    John Green
    “The world is not a wish-granting factory.”
    John Green, The Fault in Our Stars

  • #17
    John Green
    “May I see you again?" he asked. There was an endearing nervousness in his voice.

    I smiled. "Sure."

    "Tomorrow?" he asked.

    "Patience, grasshopper," I counseled. "You don't want to seem overeager.

    "Right, that's why I said tomorrow," he said. "I want to see you again tonight. But I'm willing to wait all night and much of tomorrow." I rolled my eyes. "I'm serious," he said.

    "You don't even know me," I said. I grabbed the book from the center console. "How about I call you when I finish this?"

    "But you don't even have my phone number," he said.

    "I strongly suspect you wrote it in this book."

    He broke out into that goofy smile. "And you say we don't know each other.”
    John Green, The Fault in Our Stars

  • #18
    Christopher Paolini
    “Books should go where they will be most appreciated, and not sit unread, gathering dust on a forgotten shelf, don't you agree?”
    Christopher Paolini

  • #19
    John Green
    “When adults say, "Teenagers think they are invincible" with that sly, stupid smile on their faces, they don't know how right they are. We need never be hopeless, because we can never be irreparably broken. We think that we are invincible because we are. We cannot be born, and we cannot die. Like all energy, we can only change shapes and sizes and manifestations. They forget that when they get old. They get scared of losing and failing. But that part of us greater than the sum of our parts cannot begin and cannot end, and so it cannot fail.”
    John Green, Looking for Alaska

  • #20
    John Green
    “Thomas Edison's last words were "It's very beautiful over there". I don't know where there is, but I believe it's somewhere, and I hope it's beautiful.”
    John Green, Looking for Alaska

  • #21
    John Green
    “Imagining the future is a kind of nostalgia. (...) You spend your whole life stuck in the labyrinth, thinking about how you'll escape it one day, and how awesome it will be, and imagining that future keeps you going, but you never do it. You just use the future to escape the present.”
    John Green, Looking for Alaska

  • #22
    John Green
    “What the hell is that?" I laughed.
    "It's my fox hat."
    "Your fox hat?"
    "Yeah, Pudge. My fox hat."
    "Why are you wearing your fox hat?" I asked.
    "Because no one can catch the motherfucking fox.”
    John Green, Looking for Alaska

  • #23
    John Green
    “What is an "instant" death anyway? How long is an instant? Is it one second? Ten? The pain of those seconds must have been awful as her heart burst and her lungs collapsed and there was no air and no blood to her brain and only raw panic. What the hell is instant? Nothing is instant. Instant rice takes five minutes, instant pudding an hour. I doubt that an instant of blinding pain feels particularly instantaneous.”
    John Green, Looking for Alaska

  • #24
    John Green
    “I may die young, but at least I'll die smart.”
    John Green, Looking for Alaska

  • #25
    John Green
    “It always shocked me when I realized that I wasn’t the only person in the world who thought and felt such strange and awful things.”
    John Green, Looking for Alaska

  • #26
    John Green
    “He was gone, and I did not have time to tell him what I had just now realized: that I forgave him, and that she forgave us, and that we had to forgive to survive in the labyrinth. There were so many of us who would have to live with things done and things left undone that day. Things that did not go right, things that seemed okay at the time because we could not see the future. If only we could see the endless string of consequences that result from our smallest actions. But we can’t know better until knowing better is useless. And as I walked back to give Takumi’s note to the Colonel, I saw that I would never know. I would never know her well enough to know her thoughts in those last minutes, would never know if she left us on purpose. But the not-knowing would not keep me from caring, and I would always love Alaska Young, my crooked neighbor, with all my crooked heart.”
    John Green, Looking for Alaska

  • #27
    John Green
    “Have you really read all those books in your room?”

    Alaska laughing- “Oh God no. I’ve maybe read a third of ‘em. But I’m going to read them all. I call it my Life’s Library. Every summer since I was little, I’ve gone to garage sales and bought all the books that looked interesting. So I always have something to read.”
    John Green, Looking for Alaska

  • #28
    John Green
    “That didn’t happen, of course. Things never happened the way I imagined them.”
    John Green, Looking for Alaska

  • #29
    John Green
    “It's not life or death, the labyrinth. Suffering. Doing wrong and having wrong things happen to you. That's the problem. Bolivar was talking about the pain, not about the living or dying. How do you get out of the labyrinth of suffering?”
    John Green, Looking for Alaska

  • #30
    John Green
    “I hated sports. I hated sports, and I hated people who played them, and I hated people who watched them, and I hated people who didn't hate people who watched or played them.”
    John Green, Looking for Alaska

  • #31
    John Green
    “Before I got here, I thought for a long time that the way out of the labyrinth was to pretend that it did not exist, to build a small, self-sufficient world in the back corner of the endless maze and to pretend that I was not lost, but home.”
    John Green, Looking for Alaska



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