John Green Quotes

He shook his head, just looking at me.What? I asked.Nothing, he said.

I missed everybody. To be alive is to be missing.

I couldn’t help but think about school and everything else ending. I liked standing just outside the couches and watching them—it was a kind of sad I didn’t mind, and so I just listened, letting all t...

I lit up like a Christmas tree-Augustus Waters

I get it now. I get it. The things you hope for the most are the things that destroy you in the end.

I do love you and what else matters but that

I do, Augustus. I do.

Gus: It tastes like...Me: Food.Gus: Yes, precisely. It tastes like food, excellently prepared. But it does not taste, how do I put this delicately...?Me: It does not taste like God Himself cooked heav...

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

I don't think you're dying, I said. I think you've just got a touch of cancer.He smiled. Gallows humor.

Everybody should have true love, and it should last at least as long as your life does.

I make a gesture that is intended to convey, Hey, no hurry, talk as long as you'd like, and probably actually conveys, Hey, look at me! I have spastic hands.

On the morning in question, she wore white shorts and a pink T-shirt that featured a green dragon breathing a fire of orange glitter. It is difficult to explain how awesome I found this T-shirt at the...

Everyone wanted me to feed them that story—darkness to light, weakness to strength, broken to whole. I wanted it, too.

I think maybe the reason I have spent most of my life being afraid is that I have been trying to prepare myself to train my body for real fear when it comes. But I am not prepared.

Maybe Harry Potter is real and you're not.

The pathetic thing I wanted to say to him on the phone – but didn’t – was this: When you're a little kid, you have something. Maybe it's a blanket or a stuffed animal or whatever. For me, it was this...

Language buries, but does not resurrect.

That’s part of what I like about the book in some ways. It portrays death truthfully. You die in the middle of your life, in the middle of a sentence

Everything's uglier close up, she said.Not you, I answered.