John Green Quotes

You are helpful, and you are loved, and you are forgiven, and you are not alone.

...and that we had to forgive to survive in the labyrinth.

He was gone and did not have time to tell him what I had just now realized: that I forgave him, and that she forgave us, and that we had to forgive to survive in the labyrinth.

Issac:"I dislike living in a world without Augustus Waters."Computer: "I don't understand-"Issac: "Me neither. Pause

im in love with you and im not in the business of denying myself the simple pleasure of saying true things.

You get all these friends when just when you don't need friends anymore.

You don't get to chose if you get hurt in this world, old man, but you do have some say in who hurts you. I like my choices. I hope she likes hers.

You can love someone so much… But you can never love someone as much as you miss them.

Grief does not change you. It reveals you.

(...) and then I realized there was no one else to call, which was the saddest thing. The only person I really wanted to talk to about Augustus Water's death was Augustus Water.

The silence broke:"Sometimes I liked it", I said "Sometimes I liked it that she was dead.""You mean it felt good?""No. I don't know. It felt ... pure.

Nothing ever happens like you imagine it will. But then again, if you don't imagine, nothing ever happens at all

People always talk like there's a bright line between imagination and memory, but there isn't, at least not for me. I remember what I've imagined and imagine what I remember.

...being in a bad mood with your friends beats being in a bad mood without them.

This was what I liked most about my friends: just sitting around and telling stories. Window stories and mirror stories. I only listened - the stories on my mind weren't that funny.

You can pick your friends, and you can pick your nose, but you can't pick your friends nose.

you can pick your friends, and you can pick your nose, but you can't pick your friends nose.

Kafir, you have a very complicated problem with a very simple solution.

Most of my friends were in band, and most of my free time during school was spent within twenty feet of the band room

You'll... you'll... live your best life today.

Sometimes I dream that I'm writing a memoir. A memoir would just be the thing to keep me in the hearts and memories of my adoring public.

Maybe Harry Potter is real and you're not.

Once you think a thought, it is extremely difficult to unthink it. And I had thought the thought.

My thoughts are stars I can't fanthom into constellations.

My thoughts are stars i cannot fathom into constellations

I thought: This is not good. I though: I am not bad at kissing. Not at bad at all. I thought: I am clearly the greatest kisser in the history of the universe.

The only person I really wanted to talk about Augustus Waters was Augustus Waters.

The only person I really wanted to talk to about Augustus Waters' death was Augustus Waters.

All I know of heaven and all I know of death is in this park: an elegant universe in ceaseless motion, teeming with ruined ruins and screaming children.

Nothing's wrong. But there's always suffering, Pudge. Homework or malaria or having a boyfriend who lives far away when there's a good-looking boy lying next to you. Suffering is universal.

How will we ever get out of the labyrinth of suffering ?

How wil we ever get out of this labyrinth of suffering?

... because Mr. Applebaum, who is ostensibly teaching us precalculus but is mostly teaching me that pain and suffering must be endured stoically, says, "You feel what, Tiny?".

Suffering is universal. It's the one thing Buddhists, Christians, and Muslims are all worried about.

Suffering is universal. It's the one thing Buddhists, Christians, and Muslims are all worried about

Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me.

You are a side effect, " Van Houten continued, "of an evolutionary process that cares little for individual lives. You are a failed experiment in mutation.

Paper Towns for a Paper Girl, who wants to think and read clearly

She loves mysteries so much, she became one.

She loves mysteries that she became one.

I don't understand why you're so obsessed with figuring out everything that happens here, like we have to unravel every mystery.

At some point, you just pull off the band aid and it hurts. But when it is over, you are relieved.

Thanks for not trying to see me when I looked like hell.”“To be fair, you still look pretty bad.

You realise that trying to keep your distance from me will not lessen my affection for you, ” he said.

But alas, the world is not a wish-granting factory.

There's no romance in geometry, " Lindsey answered. "Just you wait.

She laughed. ''You seem pretty normal.''''You've never seen Ben snort Sprite up his nose and then spit it out of his mouth, '' I said.''I look like a demented carbonated fountain, '' he deadpanned.

I wanted us to have an adventure. Because I love that crap. Because I'm not whatever-her-name-is. I don't think it's oh so hard to walk four miles in the snow. I want that. I love that.

Who am I to say that these things might nit be forever? Who is Peter Van Houten to assert as fact the conjecture that our labor is temporary?

There is no shortage of fault to be found amidst our stars.