Today, from a John Green's video.

From the movie 'Comet'

Something's wrong.

I know it, Kimberly, I know you.

You have circles under your eyes.

You were the type of girl that could sleep through wars.

And despite that, you're still looking so beautiful.

More beautiful than ever, in fact.

It's usually a sign you wanna remind the world that you're a sexual being because your man's not

picking up the signal.

You've checked out of this relationship, haven't you?

You're not happy.

Also, you're listening to Roxette.

I know that means the beginning of the end.

And let's get real for a second about the ring, alright. You're not having it sized.I'm sure you had your ring-size burned into Jack's memory years ago.Fuck, I still remember it, 4.5.

You didn't wear the ring because you didn't want me to see it.

Don't marry him, okay. I want you back.

I know you want me back too. That's why I'm here.

That's what you've been wanting to say to me this whole time...

- Dell.

What?

-I'm pregnant.

What?

-Morning sickness has been keeping me up.

I just really love Roxette. And I dressed this way not to announce to the world anything.

It was you. I wanted to look good for you.

Because no matter how bad our relationship got

I wanted to say thank you from the bottom of my heart for it. Because I needed it.

I needed you in this life.

That's what I wanted to say.

I gotta... I gotta sit down.

I'm sorry. I'm not leaving Jack. I love him.

Wow. You're pregnant. I didn't see that coming.Do you know what it is yet?

Not yet. Hoping it's a girl.

Uh, I almost proposed to you, you know?

When we were in that hotel room in Paris.

I even picked out the ring. I had it with me.

I was about to give it to you, and then I took it

and I flushed it down the toilet. I keep replaying that moment over and over again in my head.

Why are you crying?

I'm just happy to see you.

And it's such a beautiful night. I feel like I'm in the wrong world. Cause I don't belong in a world where

we don't end up together. I don't.

There are parallel universes out there where this didn't happen. Where I was with you,

and you were with me. And whatever universe that is that's the one where my heart lives in.

I wanted so badly to go back into that dream I had the other night. I tried so hard... to go back to sleep.

You know, I never thought love was real. I didn't.

And now I think life isn't real without it.

That sounds like a really bad greeting card...

Don't. Don't make it a joke.

Truth?

I think you always believed in love.

This is so stupid.So irrational.

Why am I so hell-bent on getting you back?

You fucking hate Pixar movies for crying out loud.

You still have an AOL account. I don't wanna be with a person like that. Why does it feel so

impossible to let you go? It's an addiction, you

know. That's all it is. It's a biochemical

addiction. It's so stupid.If you think about it

relationships are all totally narcissistic.

Basically, you're just looking for someone who'll love youas much as you love yourself. That's all it is.

- No, it's not.

- Yes, it is.

No, it's not.

No, it's not. I don't know anything anymore. But I know I do love you.

- Dell...

- Just give me a minute, okay.

 ''Men too, secrete the inhuman. At certain moments of lucidity, the mechanical aspects of their gestures, their meaningless pantomime make silly everything that surrounds them. A man is talking on the telephone being a glass partition; you cannot hear him but you see his incomprehensible dumb-show ; you wonder why he is alive. The discomfort in the face of man's own inhumanity, this incalculable tumble before the image of what we are, this 'nausea', as a writer of today calls it, is also the absurd. 

Like the stranger who at certain seconds comes to meet us in a mirror, the familiar and yet alarming brother we encounter in our own photographs is also the absurd'' - Albert Camus in the myth of Sisyphus.

This passage made me stop dead in tracks. I put the book on the side. Stared into vacant space and recalled my memories. This particular imagery of a guy talking behind a glass partition has come to my mind before. And I thought : How ridiculous do one's actions seem if only one sense of perception is missing on our end. In this case, of course I couldn't hear him.

I think it also puts forward the idea of the absurd in a palatable morsel for a beginner like me.

This passage in the book 'Stoner'...

‘Then he smiled fondly, as if at a memory ; it occurred to him that he was nearly sixty years old and that he ought to be beyond the force of such passion, of such love.

 But he was not beyond it, he knew, and would never be. Beneath the numbness, the indifference, the removal, it was there, intense and steady ; it had always been there. In his youth he had given it freely, without thought ; he had given it to the knowledge that had been revealed to him - how many years ago? - by Archer Sloane ; he had given it ta Edith, in those first blind foolish days of his courtship and marriage, and he had given it to Katherine, as if it had never been given before. He had, in odd ways, given it to every moment of his life, and had perhaps given it most fully when he was unaware of his giving. It was a passion neither of the mind, nor of the flesh; rather, it was a force that comprehended them both, as if they were but the matter of love, its specific substance. To a woman or to a poem, it said simply : Look! I am alive.