In Pursuit of Quiet

by on June 24, 2014

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In which John Green discusses quiet, how difficult it is to find or live with it online (and off), and asks you to listen to the quietest place in the Indianapolis Airport for an interminable minute.

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Juliana June 24, 2014 at 8:59 pm

John Greeeen, pleaaaaase, could you answer me? I am crazy about TFIOS! Why did you choose this title???????? Please, answer me :(
Congratulations! You are REALLY AWESOME!


Gabriel June 25, 2014 at 6:03 am

Because of the fault, my dear brutus, is not in our stars but it is in ourselves that we are underlings.


Juliana June 25, 2014 at 5:03 pm

thank you for answer me, Gabriel. But I can’t believe that is just it. John Green love metaphors and make it very well. He always think a lot and made the bests metaphors in your books. Of course he chose this title for something deeper than it. (I guess)


Aidan June 26, 2014 at 10:50 am

I think you’re both right. Gabriel’s got the quote that JG plays with (by leaving out the main point of the quote—that the fault is NOT in our stars). I love the title because, for me, that is one of the main things the whole book was about—what we control and what we don’t. Hazel couldn’t control having sucky lungs but she still had choices about how to live, how to treat people. Shitty things happen every day, and you can be an ass like Isaac’s girlfriend or the author of Imperial Affliction, or you can choose to laugh and live as fully as possible, like Hazel and August.

I just made them sound saintly, and one of my favorite things about the book is that they weren’t so I have to add this note. I also feel bad adding to the endless chatter on a post about the pursuit of quiet!


Ramona (jomateixa) June 25, 2014 at 6:41 am

((oh my god!
you speak very clear, but so quickly!
it’s very dificult for me))
I have read in Catalan “No està escrit a les estrelles” The fault in our stars. and “Ciutats de paper” paper towns, and next week I will comment them in my blog.
I think you are a great, great writer.


Jane Appleby June 27, 2014 at 11:47 am

Thank you for guiding me this morning into a minute of silence. Now I’m out to the “Noise of Nature” which is also beautiful. Found your name on Sara Genns Painters Keys Newsletter. Thanks for your art! Jane


Karin June 27, 2014 at 12:18 pm

My favorite thing about having little kids is rediscovering all the sounds I’ve long tuned out, especially birds. I was listening to a musician a few weeks ago on a hundred-year-old wrap-around porch in Kansas who stopped his set to remark that the birds were singing along in B-flat. True quiet would make us hear the beating of our own hearts in our ears. Wouldn’t that be strange? I’ve been writing lately with headphones in, listening to classical music. In all fairness, I do this because I don’t want to listen to my neighbors who are small-minded tightly-wound people and I find it hard to focus in the midst of their noises. Still, it’s become the quietest part of my day with just the piano concertos and the clacking of the ergonomic keyboard I commandeered from my husband. So, back to it, then.


Sherri Allen June 28, 2014 at 1:30 pm

Just finished reading The Art of Hearing Heartbeats by German author Jan-Philipp Sendker about a blind boy that could hear heartbeats and other sounds of nature.


Alexandra July 9, 2014 at 11:59 am

AWWW ANN!!!!!!! I was thinkin about you all day and then I come home to find a new post from you! YAY! I am so glad you had such a faulbous vaca! And what a cool youth group you’ve got! That is adorable! Just checkin in to tell you I love you!!!! Smooches!


Patricia July 8, 2014 at 9:36 pm

I was just talking about Robin Hood with my wife. One thing to reebmmer is that King John grew rich through oppressive taxation of his people. Robin Hood, then, was stealing from King John what King John had stolen from someone else. Robin’s thievery actually returned stolen property to its original owner. To be true to the Robin Hood story, socialists play the role of henchmen to the Sheriff of Nottingham, not the greenmen of Sherwood Forest.


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