John Green Quotes

She said 'I love you' as if it were a secret, and an immense one.

That didn’t happen, of course. Things never happened the way I imagined them.

Some people don't understand the promises they're making when they make them," I said. "Right, of course. But you keep the promise anyway. That's what love is. Love is keeping the promise anyway.

It is a good life, Hazel Grace.

We cannot be born, and we cannot die. Like all energy, we can only change shapes and sizes and manifestations.

My inner goddess is doing the merengue with some salsa moves.

Not following her is the hardest thing I've ever done.

Come over here so I can examine your face with my hands and see deeper into your soul than a sighted person ever could.

Dude, you're such a geek. And that's coming from an overweight Star Trek fan who scored a 5 on the AP Calculus test. So you know your condition is grave

Does my eye look okay to you?

Augustus Waters died eight days after his prefuneral, at Memorial, in the ICU, when the cancer, which was made of him, finally stopped his heart, which was also made of him.

i wanted more time so we could fall in love.

There's your labyrinth of suffering. We are all going. Find your way out of that maze.

That's what we should do, Hazel Grace: We should team up and be this disabled vigilante duo roaring through the world, righting wrongs, defending the weak, protecting the endangered.

For me, the hero’s journey is not the voyage from weakness to strength. The true hero’s journey is the voyage from strength to weakness.

It's just that I learned a while ago that the best way to get people to like you is not to like them too much.

Because no one can catch the motherfucking fox.

Thank you for explaining that my eye cancer isn't going to make me deaf. I feel so fortunate that an intellectual giant like yourself would deign to operate on me.

Idiotically, it occurred to me that my pink underwear didn’t match my purple bra, as if boys even notice such things.

I want to see you again tonight. But I'm willing to wait all night and much of tomorrow.

When we read the right book generously, it can change the way think about the world around us.

Entropy increases. Things fall apart.

You can trust that caring, as a rule, ends poorly,” which is true. Caring doesn’t sometimes lead to misery. It always does.

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

You completely unscatter me, and I appreciate that too much.

We can't love our neighbors till we know how crooked their hearts are.

You're funny, and you're smart, and you may show up late, but you always show up eventually.

Good friends are hard to find and impossible to forget.

Light, the visible reminder of Invisible Light.

I try to live life so that I can live with myself.

You either have a great social life and shitty taste in music, or a fantastic taste in music with barely any social life.

March 4th, the only day that is also a sentence

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

My love, I cannot tell you how thankful I am for our little infinity, ~ Hazel Lancaster.

Scared isn't a good excuse. Scared is the excuse everyone has always used.

I fear oblivion. I fear it like the proverbial blind man who's afraid of the dark.

You say you're not special because the world doesn't know about you, but that's an insult to me. I know about you.

When I look at my room, I see a girl who loves books.

Thomas Edison's last words were 'It's very beautiful over there'. I don't know where there is, but I believe it's somewhere, and I hope it's beautiful.

What matters to you defines your mattering.

Gus knew. Gus knows. I will not tell you our love story, because—like all real love stories—it will die with us, as it should. I'd hoped that he'd be eulogizing me.

The pleasure isn't in doing the thing, the pleasure is in planning it.

Writing does not resurrect. It buries.

That's the mystery, isn't it? Is the labyrinth living or dying? Which is he trying to escape---the world or the end of it?

there is no shortage of fault to be found amid our stars

As a child I was an inveterate liar. As opposed to now, I am a Novelist.

There are always answers. We just have to be smart enough.

You could hold me and I could hold you. And it would be so peaceful. Completely peaceful. Like the feeling of sleep, but awake in it together.

Books so special and rare and yours that advertising your affection feels like a betrayal.

Books—they weren't ladders out of the abyss, but they were companions.