" I wanted so badly to lie down next to her on the couch
to wrap my arms and sleep. No fuck like in those movies.
Not even have sex. Just sleep together in the most innocent
sense of the phrase. But i lacked the courage and she had a
boyfreind, and i was gawky and she was gorgeous, and i was
endlessly boring and she endlessly fascinating. So i walked back
to my room and collapsed on the bottom bunk, thinking if people
were rain, i was drizzle, she was hurricane."
- John Green, Looking for Alaska