“So this guy,” I said. standing in the doorway of the living room. “Francois Rabelais. He was a poet. And his last words were ‘I go to seek a Great Perhaps.’ That’s why I’m going. So I don’t have to wait until I die to start seeking a Great Perhaps.”
- Looking for Alaska, John Green
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