#gus

The greatest pleasures are only narrowly separated from disgust. ↗

— Marcus Tullius Cicero

#greatest #greatest pleasures #narrowly #only #pleasures

So afterward, while I was getting eviscerated by chemo, for some reason I decided to feel really hopeful. Not about survival but I felt like Anna does in the book, that feeling of excitement and gratitude about just being able to marvel at it all. ↗

— John Green

#life #life

I'm on a roller coaster that only goes up," he said. "And it is my privilege and my responsibility to ride all the way up with you," I said. ↗

— John Green

#hazel-grace #the-fault-in-our-stars #grace

Saint Augustine … insisted that scripture taught nothing but charity. Whatever the biblical author may have intended, any passage that seemed to preach hatred and was not conducive to love must be interpreted allegorically and made to speak of charity. ↗

— Karen Armstrong

#charity #christianity #saint-augustine #scripture #life

While Leo fussed over his helm controls, Hazel and Frank relayed the story of the fish-centaurs and their training camp. 'Incredible,' Jason said. 'These are really good brownies.' 'That's your only comment?' Piper demanded. He looked surprised. 'What? I heard the story. Fish-centaurs. Merpeople. Letter of intro to the Tiber River god. Got it. But these brownies--' 'I know,' Frank said, his mouth full. 'Try them with Ester's peach preserves.' 'That,' Hazel said, 'is incredibly disgusting.' 'Pass me the jar, man,' Jason said. Hazel and Piper exchanged a look of total exasperation. Boys. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#brownies #eating #esther #food #incredibly-disgusting

The real heroes anyway aren't the people doing things; the real heroes are the people NOTICING things, paying attention. The guy who invented the smallpox vaccine didn't actually invent anything. He just noticed that people with cowpox didn't get smallpox. ↗

— John Green

#augustus-waters #beautiful #cancer #cowpox #death

Lolita, light of my life, fire of my loins.My sin,my soul.Lo-lee-ta: the tip of the tongue taking a trip of three steps down the palate to tap,at three,on the teeth. Lo. Lee. Ta. She was Lo,plain Lo,in the morning,standing four feet ten in one sock. ↗

— Vladimir Nabokov

#disgust #forbidden #inspirational #life #love

What?" I asked. "Nothing," he said. "Why are you looking at me like that?" Augustus half smiled. "Because you're beautiful. I enjoy looking at beautiful people, and I decided a while ago not to deny myself the simpler pleasures of existence. ↗

— John Green

#beauty #hazel #john-green #quote #beauty

As for the piano, the faster her fingers flew over it, the more he marveled. She struck the keys with aplomb and ran from one end of the keyboard to the other without a stop. ↗

— Gustave Flaubert

#keyboard #love #madame-bovary #music #piano

Ironic, isn’t it?” Shawn said. “It’s not ironic at all,” Gus said. “Dude, it’s so like a black fly in your chardonnay.” “How many times do I have to tell you that’s not ironic, either?” “Rain on your wedding day?” “‘Irony’ is the use of words to convey a meaning that’s opposite to their literal meaning,” Gus said. “That stupid song came out fourteen years ago, and we still have this exact conversation at least once a week.” “Yeah,” Shawn said. “Ironic, isn’t it? ↗

— William Rabkin

#humor #irony #pysch #shawn-spencer #humor