“It’s not because I want to make out with her.”
Hold on.” He grabbed a pencil and scrawled excitedly at the paper as if he’d just made a mathematical breakthrough and then looked back up at me. “I just did some calculations, and I’ve been able to determine that you’re full of shit”
—  John Green, Looking for Alaska
Brain Crack

I’ve had this idea for almost a year. But I am no photographer, nor am I an artist.


I want someone to take this idea, because I want to see it in real life.

Two hands reaching for a cigarette from the same pack. One male, one female. The female is working two cigarettes at once out of the pack.

The captions can either cross each other, or one fade into the next, or just be on top then bottom.

Top caption: You put the killing thing between your teeth, but you don’t give it the power to kill you.

Bottom caption: Y’all smoke to enjoy it. I smoke to die.

I think this is a powerful cross image of John’s first and latest books, and I WANT TO SEE IT BE REAL.

We got off at the next exit, quietly, and, switching drivers, we walked in front of the car. We met and I held him, my hands balled into tight fists around his shoulders, and he wrapped his short arms around me and squeezed tight, so that I felt the heaves of his chest as we realized over and over again that we were still alive. I realized it in waves and we held on to each other crying and I thought, ‘God we must look so lame,’ but it doesn’t matter when you have just now realized, all the time later, that you are still alive.
—  John Green, Looking For Alaskao

"Buddha said that suffering was caused by desire and that the cessation of desire meant the cessation of suffering. When you stopped wishing things wouldn’t fall apart, you’d stop suffering when they did."

-Looking For Alaska by John Green