Looking For Alaska

So I've finally finished reading the book Looking For Alaska by John Green (actually it was 3 weeks ago but I was too lazy to blog about it). I decided that instead of me writing a 500-word essay about how wonderful and thought-provoking this book is and how I highly recommend it to all who love a good read, I'd just post one of my favorite lines from the book.

  “I wanted so badly to lie down next to her on the couch, to wrap my arms around her and sleep. Not fuck, like in those movies. Not even have sex. Just sleep together in the most innocent sense of the phrase. But I lacked the courage and she had a boyfriend and I was gawky and she was gorgeous and I was hopelessly boring and she was endlessly fascinating. So I walked back to my room and collapsed on the bottom bunk, thinking that if people were rain, I was drizzle and she was hurricane.”

  

 

 “Francois Rabelais. He was a poet. And his last words were "I go to seek a Great Perhaps." That's why I'm going. So I don't have to wait until I die to start seeking a Great Perhaps.”