We don’t really exist

January 30, 2020

What if we are all characters in some stranger’s strange dream? We don’t really exist except as phantoms in his or her sleeping head. And if he or she should wake…? What then? Oblivion? Until they fall asleep and dream us again.

a shout into the void

October 26, 2019

“I’m in love with you,” he said quietly.

“Augustus,” I said.

“I am,” he said. He was staring at me, and I could see the corners of his eyes crinkling. “I’m in love with you, and I’m not in the business of denying myself the simple pleasure of saying true things. I’m in love with you, and I know that love is just a shout into the void, and that oblivion is inevitable, and that we’re all doomed and that there will come a day when all our labour has been returned to dust, and I know the sun will swallow the only earth we’ll ever have, and I am in love with you.”

John Green
The Fault in Our Stars