John Green Quotes

I just want you to be happy. If that’s with me or with someone else or with nobody. I just want you to be happy.

If you want the rainbow, you have to deal with the rain.

I've never known before what it feels like to want someone - not to want to hook up with them or whatever, but to want them, to want them. And now I do. So maybe I do believe in epiphanies.

I felt the unfairness of it, the inarguable injustice of loving someone who might have loved you back but can't due to deadness.

You can never love people as much as you miss them.

If people were rain, I'd be a drizzle and she'd be a hurricane.

This is it. I can't even not smoke anymore

Actually, the problem is that I lose my mind, I said. It’s inescapable.

We got off at the next exit, quietly, and, switching drivers, we walked in front of the car. We met and I held him, my hands balled into tight fists around his shoulders, and he wrapped his short arms...

People, I thought, wanted security. They couldn't bear the idea of death being a big black nothing, couldn't bear the thought of their loved ones not existing, and couldn't even imagine themselves not...

So why don't you go home for vacations?' I asked her.I'm just scared of ghosts, Pudge. And home is full of them.

How can you read and talk at the same time? I asked.Well, I usually can’t, but neither the book nor the conversation is particularly intellectually challenging.

They love their hair because they're not smart enough to love something more interesting.

But it is the nature of stars to cross, and never was Shakespeare more wrong than when he has Cassius note, ‘The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars / But in ourselves.

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.

It took me a sleeve of Girl Scout Thin Mints and forty minutes to get over that boy.

Sería un honor tener el corazón roto por ti, Hazel Grace.

The feeling of loving her and being loved by her welled up in him, and he could taste the adrenaline in the back of his throat, and maybe it wasn't over, and maybe he could feel her hand in his again...

It felt like everything was rising up in me, like I was drowning in this weirdly painful joy, but I couldn't say it back. I just looked at him and let him look at me until he nodded, lips pursed and t...

Y'all smoke to enjoy it. I smoke to die.