I am in love with you Hazel Grace, and I know that love is just a shout into the void and that oblivion is inevitable, and I am in love with you.
Joaquin Phoenix by Stephanie Pfriender Stylander
Calling somebody else fat won’t make you any skinnier. Calling someone stupid doesn’t make you any smarter. And ruining Regina George’s life definitely didn’t make me any happier. All you can do in life is try to solve the problem in front of you.
Dearest Cecilia, the story can resume. The one I had been planning on that evening walk. I can become again the man who once crossed the surrey park at dusk, in my best suit, swaggering on the promise of life. The man who, with the clarity of passion, made love to you in the library. The story can resume. I will return. Find you, love you, marry you and live without shame.
"You’re a Targaryen. The mother of dragons." "I need to be more than that."
I’ll fight it. I’ll fight it for you. Don’t you worry about me, Hazel Grace. I’m okay. I’ll find a way to hang around and annoy you for a long time.
“You are the only person that I would allow to be shrunken down to a microscopic size and swim inside me in a tiny submersible machine.”
The truth is, I now don’t travel back at all. Not even for the day. I just try to live every day as if I’ve deliberately come back to this one day to enjoy it as if it was the full final day of my extraordinary, ordinary life.
Can you prove me without words that you know exactly what is a french kiss? x
Oh my God! He’s a sex wizard!