John Quotes

Love is tied to truth.

Half-drunk on well-creamed gas station coffee and the exhilarating loneliness of a freeway in nighttime.

I hope you didn't bring the Asian kid along thinking he's a computer genius. Because I'm not," Takumi said.

There's not even real *popularity* at my school." "That," Coli said emphatically, "is a sentence that has only ever been spoken by popular people.

Dying is the last thing I would EVER do!

Well, but you can eat Grandma's cookies. They're not bad for you. They were made by Grandma. Grandma wouldn't hurt you.

10-5 space 16-5-14-19-5 space 17-21-5 space 10-5 space 20-1-9-13-5.

It seems to me that all the things we keep in sealed boxes are both alive and dead until we open the box, that the unobserved is both there and not.

He loved the scratching of pencil against paper when he was focused: it meant something was happening.

Sunlight feels warm and rough against your skin like a kiss on the cheek from your dad.

I'd rather wonder than get answers I couldn't live with.

You live for pretentious metaphors.

I love you' really is the gateway drug of breaking up.

I'm not interested in writing for adults. I like them as people! I don't like the way they publish books in that world. Nothing ever gets a chance.

When people have to choose between civilization and warm genitals, they choose warm genitals

Ya gotta live somewhere, but also you GET to live somewhere.

Study broadly and without fear.

. . . Endlessness is a really strange idea in a universe that is defined by its endings.

Nerd girls are the world's greatest under-utilized romantic resource.

I think that most of us [writers] would rather have an audience than countless riches. If we wanted to be rich, we'd be doing smething else.

As a reader, I don't feel a story has an obligation to make me happy. I want stories to show me a bigger world than the one I know.

Destiny is not something that happens all at once-it's something that happens only in retrospect.

High School made me realize that the people who say they will never change, are always the ones who change the most.

All good American literature is always interested in people who are ambiguously heroic, like Gatsby.

I think people who are religious are more likely to want one around, but it's a very secular position.

Becoming a father made me much more interested in the parent character in my novels. I've never found parents that interesting.

I think when you're 16, if you have good parents, they generally just fade in the background. I had great parents, and because they were great, I thought very little about them in high school.

The universe is biased toward consciousness because the universe wants to be noticed. It's a way into existential hope that doesn't have too much cliché wrapped around it.

I think that it's a universal urge to have our pain not be felt alone and to have our joys not be felt alone.

I think all true stories are hopeful stories. I don't think there's any room for nihilism.

The miracle and hope of human consciousness is that we can still conceive of boundlessness.

When we think of death, we often imagine it as happening in degrees: We think of a sick person becoming less and less alive until finally they are gone.

The consequences of being un-cool feel so big that a lot of times you end of not finding ways to have open and honest conversations.

It's bad for your brain not to unplug.

I think teenagers bring a lot of intellectual sophistication. They're wrestling with big questions. It's just that, a lot of times they do that separately from adults.

Yet, in the maddening maze of things, And tossed by storm and flood, To one fixed trust my spirit clings; I know that God is good!

And step by step, since time began, I see the steady gain of man.

God's providence is not blind, but full of eyes.

If woman lost us Eden, such As she alone restore it.

The saddest thing of word or pen, To know the things that might have been.

A true life is at once interpreter and proof of the gospel.

Dear Lord and Father of mankind, Forgive our foolish ways! Re-clothe us in our rightful mind, In purer lives thy service find, In deeper reverence praise

O Time and change! - with hair as gray as was my sire's that winter day, how strange it seems, with so much gone of life and love, to still live on!

The hope of all who suffer, The dread of all who wrong.

For still in mutual sufferance lies The secret of true living; Love scarce is love that never knows The sweetness of forgiving.

Let the thick curtain fall;I better know than allHow little I have gained,How vast the unattained.

Flowers spring to blossom where she walks The careful ways of duty; Our hard, stiff lines of life with her Are flowing curves of beauty.

Bathsheba! to whom none ever said scat- No worthier cat Ever sat on a mat, Or caught a rat. Requiescat!

Truth is one; And, in all lands beneath the sun, Whoso hath eyes to see may see The tokens of its unity.

The sooner we recognize the fact that the mercy of the Almighty extends to every creature endowed with life, the better it will be for us as men and Christians.