You don't remember what happened. What you remember becomes... - John Green, An Abundance of Katherines
"You don't remember what happened. What you remember becomes what happened."
"You don't remember what happened. What you remember becomes what happened."
"Do you ever wonder whether people would like you more or less if they could see inside you? But I always wonder about that. If people could see me the way I see myself—if they could live in my memories—would anyone, anyone, love me?"
"What is the point of being alive if you don't at least try to do something remarkable?"
"The feeling of loving her and being loved by her welled up in him, and he could taste the adrenaline in the back of his throat, and maybe it wasn't over, and maybe he could feel her hand in his again and hear her loud, brash voice contort itself into a whisper to say I-love-you as if it were a secret, and an immense one."
"Uh-uh, dude. I tried it your way with the dating and the girls and the kissing and the drama, and man, I didn't like it. Plus, my best friend is a walking cautionary tale of what happens to you when romantic relationships don't involve marriage. Like you always say, kafir, everything ends in breakup, divorce, or death. I want to narrow my misery options to divorce or death - that's all."
"He liked the mere act of reading, the magic of turning scratches on a page into words inside his head."