It's more impressive," I said out loud. "From a distance, I mean. You can't see the wear on things, you know? You can't see the rust or the weeds or the paint cracking. You see the place as someone once imagined it.
Interpretation
The quote reflects on the idea that beauty and impressiveness often come from an idealized perspective rather than the flaws visible upon closer inspection.
In this quote, John Green suggests that when we view things from a distance, we tend to appreciate the overall beauty and imagination behind their creation, rather than noticing the imperfections that might detract from that beauty. It emphasizes how our perceptions can be influenced by the context and distance from which we observe, highlighting the contrast between idealism and realism.
In practice
This quote could be shared in a discussion about art and how we perceive it.
Always' was a promise! How can you just break the promise?" "Sometimes people don't always understand the promises they're making when they make them," I said. Isaac shot me a look. "Right, of course. But you keep the promise anyway. That's what love is. Love is keeping the promise anyway. Don't you believe in true love?" I didn't answer. I didn't have an answer. But I thought that if true love did exist, that was a pretty good definition of it.
Augustus Waters was the great star-crossed love of my life. Ours was an epic love story, and I won’t be able to get more than a sentence into it without disappearing into a puddle of tears. Gus knew. Gus knows. I will not tell you our love story, because—like all real love stories—it will die with us, as it should.
I find it really offensive when people say that the emotional experiences of teenagers are less real or less important than those of adults. I am an adult, and I used to be a teenager, and so I can tell you with some authority that my feelings then were as real as my feelings are now.
I don't think pandemics make us afraid of death, I think they make us afraid of oblivion. They force us to grapple with the futility of effort. Also they make us barf which isn't fun either... Wash your hands, cover your coughs, and find a way to hold in balance the futility of effort with the necessity to struggle.
So often we try to make other people feel better by minimizing their pain, by telling them that it will get better (which it will) or that there are worse things in the world (which there are). But that's not what I actually needed. What I actually needed was for someone to tell me that it hurt because it mattered. I have found this very useful to think about over the years, and I find that it is a lot easier and more bearable to be sad when you aren't constantly berating yourself for being sad.
We kiss. Her hands are freezing on my face, and she tastes like coffee and the smell of the onion is still stuck in my nose, and my lips are all dry from the endless winter. And it's awesome.
Puddleglum's my name. But it doesn't matter if you forget it. I can always tell you again.
Nothing said in words ever came out quite even. Things in words got twisted and ran together, instead of staying straight and fitting together.
We prefer war in all cases to tribute under any form and to any people whatever.
Men fear thought as they fear nothing else on earth - more than ruin, more even than death.
You are certainly under the guidance of the Holy Ghost or you wouldn't have come where you now are.
Real freedom lies in wildness, not in civilization.
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