Thinking...

I have this problem of hating when I don't know what people are talking about. That's how I came across The Walking Dead. People wouldn't stop talking about it and I had to give it a chance. The same with The Office and the book The Fault in Our Stars by John Green. I started the book yesterday. Wow. There are so many lines that I've memorized. I'm about halfway through... don't spoil it for me, guys. That's my ultimate pet peeve. I just read one paragraph that Gus says... it really stood out to me...

"After a moment, he said, "If you go to the Rijksmeseum, which I really wanted to do-but who are we kidding, neither of us can walk through a museum. But anyway, I looked at the collection online before we left. If you were to go, and hopefully someday you will, you would see a lot of paintings of dead people. You'd see Jesus on the cross, and you'd see a dude getting stabbed in the neck, and you'd see people dying at sea and in battle and a parade of martyrs. But Not. One. Single. Cancer. Kid. Nobody biting it from the plague or smallpox or yellow fever or whatever, because there is no glory in illness. There is no meaning in it. There is no honor in dying of.""
 Wow. Isn't it true, though? 7.6 million people die of cancer each year, worldwide... is there anything for them?
Deep thoughts.
-Abbey