En bok ni borde läsa, Looking for Alaska. En av de finaste böckerna jag läst. En bok full me kännsla, man blir både glad och ledsen så man läser denna bok.
Gillar väldigt mycket sättet som boken är skrivet, lite svårt iband, men de var bra. Tänker än en gång sätta några citat här åt er läsare.
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Thomas Edison's last words were
'It's very beautiful over there'.
I don't know where there is, but I believe it's somewhere,
and I hope it's beautiful.
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Sometimes I don't get you,' I said.
She didn't even glance at me.
She just smiled toward the television and said,
'You never get me. That's the whole point.
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I'd rather wonder than get answers I couldn't live with.
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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.
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And then something invisible snapped insider her,
and that which had come together commenced to fall apart.
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“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”
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What the hell is instant? Nothing is instant. Instant rice takes five minutes, instant pudding an hour. I doubt that an instant of blinding pain feels particularly instantaneous.”
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Scared isn't a good excuse. Scared is the excuse everyone has always used.
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