Veronika

“Ahoj, jak ses dnes vyspal?
Dneska bych si dala jen toast, díky. Jo, kafe taky. Hezký tričko. Nechceš si ho svlíknout?”
― Kateřina Petrusová, Nebezpečná láska

“Asi musím čůrat!" oznámil. Stál za mnou, zase překřížené nohy, tvářil se zkormouceně.
"Tak utíkej, na co čekáš?" nechápala jsem.
"Já nevím," přiznal. "Tak já jdu." A než jsem si svlékla bundu a zula se, už volal, že to stihl. Náladu jsme si dokázali zvedat vzájemně.”
― Kateřina Petrusová, Nebezpečná láska

“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 labor 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

“Augustus Waters was a self-aggrandizing bastard. But we forgive him. We forgive him not because he had a heart as figuratively good as his literal one sucked, or because he knew more about how to hold a cigarette than any nonsmoker in history, or because he got eighteen years when he should've gotten more.'
'Seventeen,' Gus corrected.
'I'm assuming you've got some time, you interupting bastard.
'I'm telling you,' Isaac continued, 'Augustus Waters talked so much that he'd interupt you at his own funeral. And he was pretentious: Sweet Jesus Christ, that kid never took a piss without pondering the abundant metaphorical resonances of human waste production. And he was vain: I do not believe I have ever met a more physically attractive person who was more acutely aware of his own physical attractiveness.
'But I will say this: When the scientists of the future show up at my house with robot eyes and they tell me to try them on, I will tell the scientists to screw off, because I do not want to see a world without him.'
I was kind of crying by then.”
― John Green, The Fault in Our Stars