Charms in Paper Towns

Paper Towns by John Green, 305 pages

"People say friends don't destroy one another. What do they know about friends?" [ This isn't a quote inside the script, it's in the beginning of the book.]

"We were in the business of mutual amusement, and we were reasonably prosperous."

"I realize that humans lack good mirrors. It's so hard for anyone to show us how we look, and so hard for us to anyone how we feel."

"Someone who-- because no one thought she was a person-- had no one to talk to."

"I had seen. I had listened. But I had not yet become the wounded person."

"The rules of capitalization are so unfair to words in the middle of a sentence."

"It's kind of great, being an idea that everybody likes. But I could never be the idea to myself, not all the way."

"Forever is composed of nows."

"But then again, if you don't imagine, nothing ever happens at all."

Les Miserables

Today at school I heard the following conversation:

- You know..I recently realized I hate most of the people I know.
+ Really?
- Yeah, but you know who I hate the most?
+ Who?
- The people who are happy..like why are they always happy?
+ I know!! Like especially--

Before I had the chance to hear the rest of this gruesome dialogue I immediately got away from the two creatures, and launched myself into the closest bathroom to wash my face and make sure I didn't puke. I am not sure if I will be able to explain my feelings about this in words but I will certainly try. First of all, what is wrong with this person? Hating people, I understand to a point- but hating happy people. Obviously someone is suffering from joyophobia....Happy people are the core of this world- they are the creative minds, the socially active ones, the crazily insane ones, the always-smiling ones...They are our last hope for humanity, we can't hate them. Happy people are probably the people who require the most attention and admiration, cause believe me they go through the same crap we go through but they put smiles on our faces everyday. They feed on pink cotton candy, glitter, snow crystals and love, if we hate them- they'll go extinct. And then we will all die as les miserables. With this attitude though, it looks like we deserve it.

don't you love tumblr pictures?

-Lots of octopuses
Belle

People Are Overrated

I need to clarify one thing. There is a tremendous difference, and I mean overwhelmingly massive when I say tremendous, between misanthropes and introverts.

introvert:  adj. in-truh-vurt : a shy person.
misanthrope: n., mis-uhn-throhp : a hater of humankind.

Introverts are anti-social and like to be by themselves instead of around others. 
Misanthropes are people who dislike humankind, and distrust human nature.

Being a misanthrope doesn't make me introverted. People need to stop confusing the two and not use them interchangeably. I don't like people, and I think we are overrated. My personal beliefs and philosophies support my perspective, but I know this may change for every individual. However, when one thinks about it, it is evident that we humans have an exalted view of ourselves that we don't necessarily deserve. I talk to people, I form relations, I speak out; I am an extrovert who doesn't get her energy from people, but generates it herself. Self-sufficient I'll say, and I think that's how a person should be. Independent, confident. unafraid. 

-Lots of love
Belle