John Green Quotes

Crying adds something: crying is you, plus tears.

I’m really not up for answering any questions that start with how, when, where, why, or what.

I don't think your missing pieces ever go inside you again once they go missing.

If we'd put them in a vase in the living room, they would have been everyone's flowers. I wanted them to be mt flowers.

Big, ugly homes for big, ugly people, ' I told Margo as we pulled into Casavilla.'No shit. If I ever end up being the kind of person who has one kid and seven bedrooms, do me a favor and shoot me.

You gave me forever within the numbered days.

Foever is composed of nows.

I know love is real because I feel it.

Mia, ' she whispered. I turned around. 'What?' I whispered back.She smiled at me a little. 'LEEERRROOOY JEEENNKKIINNNSS!' she shouted, then spun around and ran toward the Z's in the lighting section.

Which got me to wondering whether it’s possible to learn how to be a person in a world where all the people are dead.

Love is always a miracle, everywhere, every time. But for us, it's a little different. I don't want to say it's more miraculous, ...It is though.

Love is always a miracle, everywhere, every time. But for us, it's a little different.

Love is always a miracle, everywhere, every time. But for us, it's a little different. I don't want to say it's more miraculous...Our miracle is different because people say it's impossible.

I always felt like you had to be important to have enemies - Q

Most parents don't know really their children.

It's like she thinks my job is to please her, and that should be my dearest wish, and when I don't please her - I get shut out.

What's that?""The laundry basket?""No, next to it.""I don't see anything next to it.""It's my last shred of dignity. It's very small.

It’s hard as hell to hold on to your dignity when the risen sun is too bright in your losing eyes

Either write something worth reading, or do something worth writing.

I always like routine. I suppose I never found boredom very boring.

A nonhot boy stares at you and it is, at best, awkward and, at worst, a form of assault. But a hot boy...well.

Thank you for letting me hijack your wish', I said.'Thank you for wearing that dress which is like whoa, " he said.

the world wasn't made for us, we were made for the world

You gave me a forever within the numbered days and I'm grateful.

There is only one thing in this world shittier than biting it from cancer when you're sixteen, and that's having a kid who bites it from cancer.

My cancer is me. The tumors are made of me. They’re made of me as surely as my brain and my heart are made of me. It is a civil war with a predetermined winner

But it's not a cancer book, because cancer books suck.

When you go to a great concert, you feel this arc, almost like the music of a well-chosen set takes you on this trip through emotions and through various forms of intellectual engagement.