John Green Quotes

That’s always seemed so ridiculous to me, that people would want to be around someone because they’re pretty. It’s like picking your breakfast cereals based on color instead of taste.

She walks lightly, old man. She walks lightly upon the earth.

That's why I like you. Do you realize how rare it is to come across a hot girl who creates a adjectival version of the word pedophile? You are so busy being you that you have no idea how utterly unpre...

It always shocked me when I realized that I wasn’t the only person in the world who thought and felt such strange and awful things.

The last time I was this scared, I peed myself.The last time I was this scared, Radar says, I actually had to face a Dark Lord in order to make the world safe for wizards.

If people were like rain, I was like drizzle and she was a hurricane.

Of course, sweetie, his mom said. We'll be here all day. You just come down whenever you want and we love you and you're so so special, Colin, and you can't possibly let this girl make you think other...

The important thing is not whatever nonsense the voices are saying, but what the voices are feeling.

I can almost imagine a happiness without her, the ability to let her go, to feel our roots are connected even if I never see that leaf of grass again.

I still think that maybe the afterlife is just something we made up to ease the pain of loss, to make our time in the labyrinth bearable. Maybe we are just matter, and matter gets recycled

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.

And I kept thinking about how sky is a singular noun, as if it's one thing. But the sky isn't one thing. The sky is everything. And last night, it was enough.

The times that were most fun seemed always to be followed by sadness now, because it was when life started to feel like it did when she was with us that we realized how utterly gone she was.

You just gotta tell her, man,’ I said. ‘You just gotta say, Angela, I really like you, but there’s something you need to know: when we go to my house and hook up, we’ll be watched by the twenty-four h...

Great books help you understand and they help you feel understood.

What the hell is ? Nothing is instant. Instant rice takes five minutes, instant pudding an hour. I doubt that an instant of blinding pain particularly instantaneous.

You couldn't be more wrong, I said. You are buying into the cross-stitched sentiments of your parents' throw pillows. You're arguing that the fragile, rare thing is beautiful simply because it is frag...

Imagining isn't perfect. You can't get all the way inside someone else...But imagining being someone else, or the world being something else, is the only way in. It is the machine that kills fascists.

How will we ever get out of this labyrinth of suffering?

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