John Quotes

I wanted to know that he would be okay if I died. I wanted to not be a grenade, to not be a malevolent force in the lives of people I loved.

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.

I am in the midst of a soliloquy! I wrote this out and memorized it and if you interrupt me I will completely screw it up,' Augustus interrupted. 'Please to be eating your sandwich and listening.

Is it still cool to go to the mall?' she asked. 'I take quite a lot of pride in not knowing what's cool,' I answered.

I've gotten really hot since you went blind.

I hadn’t read a real series like that since I was a kid, and it was exciting to live again in an infinite fiction.

We have bottled all the stars this evening, my young friend.

I think forever is an incorrect concept.

You are going to live a good and long life filled with great and terrible moments that you cannot even imagine yet.

I inherited that penchant for intellectualism, a character flaw that these days can only be thoroughly eradicated by getting Z’ed up.

You used," he said, and then took a sharp breath, "to call me Augustus.

Long week. Long month. Long life.

there is no best and no worst, ...those judgments have no real meaning because there is only what is

that while the world wasn't built for humans, we were built for the world.

Funerals...are for the living.

He missed that, too, and it hadn't even happened.

You're not boring. You've got to stop saying that, or people will start believing you.

We're invisible. I've never been here with someone else. It's different being invisible with someone.

If I could do it all over again," he said, his speech slow and vaguely mangled by his massive lower lip, "I'd just let myself be trampled to death by the Satan Pig.

The dead are visible only in the terrible lidless eye of memory.

Caroline is no longer sufffering from personhood.

Can I ask you about Caroline Mathers?" "And you say there's no afterlife.

Collin Singleton could no more stay cool than a blue whale could stay skinny or Bangladesh could stay rich

I hated being careful, too - or wanted to, at least.

It was an indulgence, learning last words. Other people had chocolate; I had dying declarations.

I have guts, just not when it counts.

There is always the risk: something is good and good and good and good, then all at once it gets awkward.

Television is a passivity.

I fear your faith has been mis- placed—but then, faith usually is.

it is the nature of stars to cross

All representations of a thing are inherently abstract.

When you’re as charming and physically attractive as myself, it’s easy enough to win over people you meet. But getting strangers to love you...now, that’s the trick.

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

Finally, I decided that the proper strategy was to stare back. Boys do not have a monopoly on the Staring Business.

I don't know why boys expect us to like boy movies. We don't expect them to like girl movies.

So I wasn't lying, exactly. I was just choosing among truths.

Without pain, we couldn't know joy.

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

He responded a few minutes later. Okay. I wrote back. Okay. He responded: Oh, my God, stop flirting with me!

I'm not saying it was your fault. I'm saying it wasn't nice.

People always get used to beauty though.

They were angry, I thought. Horrified. These teenagers, with their hormones, making out beneath a video broadcasting the shattered voice of a former father.

Mom sobbed something into Dad's chest that I wish I hadn't heard, and that I hope she never finds out that I did hear. She said, "I won't be a mom anymore." It gutted me pretty badly.

Dad had a sign of his own. MY BEAUTIFUL FAMILY, it read, and then underneath that (AND GUS).

Take a picture of this so Isaac can see it when they invent robot eyes.

It's almost as if the way you imagine my dead self says more about you than it says about either the person I was or the whatever I am now.

The French verb aimer has two meanings. And that’s why he liked her, and loved her. She spoke to him in a language that, no matter how hard you studied it, could not be completely understood.

I know so many last words. But I will never know hers.

The sun was a toddler insistently refusing to go to bed: It was past eight thirty and still light.

He puts the killing thing in his mouth but doesn't give it the power to kill him.