John Green Quotes

People say friends don't destroy each otherWhat do they know about friends?

There are so many people. It is easy to forget how full the world is of people, full to bursting, and each of them imaginable and consistently misimagined.

That’s who you really like. The people you can think out loud in front of.

The longer I do my job the more I realize that humans lack good mirrors. It's so hard for anyone to show us how we look, and so hard for us to show anyone how we feel.

The voracious ambition of humans is never sated by dreams coming true, because there is always the thought that everything might be done better and again.

The champagne had been donated by one of Gus's doctors - Gus being the kind of person who inspires doctors to give their best bottles of champagne to children.

I enjoy looking at beautiful people, and I decided a while ago not to deny myself the simpler pleasures of existence.

Because you're beautiful. I enjoy looking at beautiful people, and I decided a while ago not to deny myself the simpler pleasures of existence.

How can you read and talk at the same time?” I asked.“Well, I usually can’t, but neither the book nor the conversation is particularly intellectually challenging.

Great books help you understand and they help you feel understood.

The opportunity of studying history, is the opportunity to experience empathy.

That's the thing about pain. It demands to be felt...

Well to be fair, I said, I mean she probably can't handle it. Neither can you, but she doesn't have to handle it. And you do.

That’s the thing about pain, it demands to be felt.

Once we got out of Jefferson Park, we rolled down the one window that worked so the world would know we had good taste in music.

You shall love your neighbourWith your crooked heart, It says so much about love and brokenness -- it's perfect.

The Degree to which I am blessed staggers me... the degree to which I take that for granted shames me.-Streetwalking with Jesus

Apparently, the world is not a wish-granting factory.

She loved so much misteries tha she became one

I hate that. I hate kids like that so fugging much.

The only sentence that begins with 'I' that's true of me is I'm full of shit.

..if people were rain, I was drizzle and she was ahurricane.

Everything looks uglier close up.

this is the rough part, okay? so just stay tuned for the good part. i promise it'll come soon.

The gray paint peels off the wall in odd and beautiful patterns, each cracked polygon of paint a snowflake of decay.

A poem can't do its work if you only read snippets of it.

We don't suffer from a shortage of metaphors, is what I mean. But you have to be careful which metaphor you choose, because it matters.

The marks we leave are too often scars.

I just want to domething that matters. Or be something that matters. I just want to matter.

For me, at least, fiction is the only way i can even begin to twist my lying memories into something true.

...there are books...which you can't tell people about, books so special and rare and yours that advertising your affection feels like a betrayal.

The prank is entitled "Subverting the Patriarchal Paradigm".

The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars / But in ourselves.” Easy enough to say when you’re a Roman nobleman (or Shakespeare!), but there is no shortage of fault to be found amid our stars.

I figured something out, " he said aloud. "The future is unpredictable."Hassan said, "Sometimes the kafir likes to say massively obvious things in a really profound voice.

You can't know what an experience will mean to future-you until you are future-you. You need millions of seconds of perspective, which ultimately, only time can buy.

He was nearsighted. The future lay before him, inevitable but invisible.

Imagining that future keeps you going, but you never do it. You just use the future to escape the present.

I'm not going to be one of those people who sits around talking about what they're going to do. I'm just going to do it. Imagining the future is a kind of nostalgia.

Words are not static.Language shape our memories, and it is also shaped by our memories.

weltschmerz. it's the depression you feel when the world as it is does not line up with the world as you think it should be

i am constantly torn between killing myself and killing everyone around me.those seem to be the two choices. everything else is just killing time.

i am constantly torn between killing myself and killing everyone around me. those seem to be the two choices. everything else is just killing time

i am constantly torn between killing myself and killing everyone around me. those seem to be the two choices. everything else is just killing time.

But, in fact, depression is not a side effect of cancer. Depression is a side effect of dying. - Hazel Grace Lancaster

I am constantly torn between killing myself and killing everyone around me. Those seem to be the two choices. Everything else is just killing time.

Such was life that morning: nothing really mattered that much, not the good things and not the bad ones. We were in the business of mutual amusement, and we were reasonably prosperous." (pg. 18)

I am trying to find ways to live honestly and hopefully in the world without ignoring or denying the universe´s cold and painful indifference to us.

...the kind of weather that reminds you after a long winter that while the world wasn't built for humans, we were built for the world. t

She raised one leg and gave me all her weight as I dipped her. She either trusted me or wanted to fall.

So I let her go, too. And I'm sorry. I know you loved her. It was hard not to.Takumi