We were sitting there on the couch together, and he pushed himself up to go but then fell back down onto the couch and sneaked a kiss onto my cheek. โAugustus!โ I said. โFriendly,โ he said. He pushed himself up again and really stood this time, then took two steps over to my mom and said, โAlways a pleasure to see you,โ and my mom opened her arms to hug him, whereupon Augustus leaned in and kissed my mom on the cheek. He turned back to me. โSee?โ he asked.
John Greenthe problem is not suffering itself or oblivion itself but the depraved meaninglessness of these things, the absolutely inhuman nihilism of suffering.
John GreenCollin Singleton could no more stay cool than a blue whale could stay skinny or Bangladesh could stay rich
John Green