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John Green Quotes - Page 15

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Come over here so I can examine your face with my hands and see deeper into your soul than a sighted person ever could.

Come over here so I can examine your face with my hands and see deeper into your soul than a sighted person ever could.

Real, Hands, Soul

John Green (2012). “The Fault in Our Stars”, p.56, Penguin UK

It just goes to show, if you try to ruin someone's life, it only gets better. You just don't get to be a part of it.

Get Better, Trying, Ruins

John Green, David Levithan (2010). “Will Grayson, Will Grayson”, p.147, Penguin

Me: "If you want me to be a teenager, don't send me to Support Group. Buy me a fake ID so I can go to clubs, drink vodka, and take pot." Mom: "You don't take pot, for starters." Me: "See, that's the kind of thing I'd know if you got me a fake ID.

Mom, Teenager, Fake

John Green (2008). “Looking for Alaska”, p.214, Penguin

What I love about the sculpture is that it makes the bones that we are always walking and playing on manifest, like in a world that so often denies the reality of death and the reality that we are surrounded by and outnumbered by the dead. Here, is a very playful way of acknowledging that and acknowledging that and that always, whenever we play, whenever we live, we are living in both literal and metaphorical ways on the memory and bones of the dead.

Memories, Reality, Play

This fear bears no analogy to any fear I knew before. This is the basest of all possible emotions, the feeling that was with us before we existed, before this building existed, before the earth existed. This is the fear that made fish crawl out onto dry land and evolve lungs, the fear that teaches us to run, the fear that makes us bury our dead.

Running, Land, Feelings

John Green (2013). “Paper Towns”, p.140, A&C Black

What's the meaning of life? Other people.

People, Meaning Of Life

Some people don't understand the promises they're making when they make them," I said. "Right, of course. But you keep the promise anyway. That's what love is. Love is keeping the promise anyway.

Love, Real, Keeping Promises

John Green (2012). “The Fault in Our Stars”, p.42, Penguin

Because you are beautiful. I enjoy looking at beautiful people, and I decided a while ago not to deny myself the simpler pleasures of existence

Romantic, Beautiful, People

John Green (2012). “The Fault in Our Stars”, p.19, Penguin UK

Gratitude is the proper response for the absolute astonishment of getting to be alive, and aware, and an essential part of this crazy, sprawling story.

Gratitude, Crazy, Essentials

The nature of the love between a parent and child really is literally stronger than death. As long as either person in that relationship is alive, that relationship is still alive.

Children, Love Is, Long

Interview with Jade Chang, www.goodreads.com. December, 2012.

The real heroes anyway aren't the people doing things; the real heroes are the people NOTICING things, paying attention.

Inspirational, Real, Hero

John Green (2012). “The Fault in Our Stars”, p.177, Penguin

I'll fight it. I'll fight it for you. Don't you worry about me, Hazel Grace. I'm okay. I'll find a way to hang around and annoy you for a long time.

Love, Fighting, Long

John Green (2012). “The Fault in Our Stars”, p.215, Penguin

So often we try to make other people feel better by minimizing their pain, by telling them that it will get better (which it will) or that there are worse things in the world (which there are). But that's not what I actually needed. What I actually needed was for someone to tell me that it hurt because it mattered. I have found this very useful to think about over the years, and I find that it is a lot easier and more bearable to be sad when you aren't constantly berating yourself for being sad.

Beautiful, Hurt, Pain

When adults say, "Teenagers think they are invincible" with that sly, stupid smile on their faces, they don't know how right they are. We need never be hopeless, because we can never be irreparably broken. We think that we are invincible because we are. We cannot be born, and we cannot die. Like all energy, we can only change shapes and sizes and manifestations. They forget that when they get old. They get scared of losing and failing. But that part of us greater than the sum of our parts cannot begin and cannot end, and so it cannot fail.

Teenage, Stupid, Real

John Green (2008). “Looking for Alaska”, p.161, Penguin

I didn’t need you, you idiot. I picked you. And then you picked me back.

Hipster, Paper, Towns

John Green (2013). “Paper Towns”, p.70, A&C Black

Whenever I'm asked what advice I have for young writers, I always say that the first thing is to read, and to read a lot. The second thing is to write. And the third thing, which I think is absolutely vital, is to tell stories and listen closely to the stories you're being told.

Writing, Thinking, Advice

John Green (2012). “An Abundance of Katherines”, p.216, Penguin UK

There were five others before they got to him. He smiled a little when his turn came. His voice was low, smoky, and dead sexy. “My name is Augustus Waters,” he said. “I’m seventeen. I had a little touch of osteosarcoma a year and a half ago, but I’m just here today at Isaac’s request.” “And how are you feeling?” asked Patrick. “Oh, I’m grand.” Augustus Waters smiled with a corner of his mouth. “I’m on a roller coaster that only goes up, my friend.

Sexy, Names, Voice

John Green (2008). “Paper Towns”, p.245, Penguin

What else? She is so beautiful. You don’t get tired of looking at her. You never worry if she is smarter than you: You know she is. She is funny without ever being mean. I love her. I am so lucky to love her, Van Houten. You don’t get to choose if you get hurt in this world, old man, but you do have some say in who hurts you. I like my choices. I hope she likes hers.

Beautiful, Hurt, Real

"The Fault in Our Stars". Book by John Green, 2012.

I want more numbers than I’m likely to get, and God, I want more numbers for Augustus Waters than he got. But, Gus, my love, I cannot tell you how thankful I am for our little infinity. I wouldn’t trade it for the world. You gave me a forever within the numbered days, and I’m grateful.

Grateful, Numbers, Water

John Green (2012). “The Fault in Our Stars”, p.168, Penguin UK

It's more impressive," I said out loud. "From a distance, I mean. You can't see the wear on things, you know? You can't see the rust or the weeds or the paint cracking. You see the place as someone once imagined it.

Weed, Distance, Mean

John Green (2013). “Paper Towns”, p.57, A&C Black

And I will forget her, yes. That which came together will fall apart slowly, but she will forgive my forgetting, just as I forgive her for forgetting me and the Colonel and nothing but herself and her mom in those last moments as she spent as a person.

Mom, Fall, Forgiving

John Green (2015). “Looking For Alaska Special 10th Anniversary Edition”, p.169, Penguin

I hated sports. I hated sports, and I hated people who played them, and I hated people who watched them, and I hated people who didn't hate people who watched or played them.

Sports, Hate, Real

John Green (2015). “Looking For Alaska Special 10th Anniversary Edition”, p.38, Penguin

One of those moments he knew he'd remember and look back on, one of those moments that he'd try to capture in the stories he told. Nothing was happening, really, but the moment was thick with mattering.

Trying, Looks, Stories

John Green (2012). “An Abundance of Katherines”, p.200, Penguin UK

The pleasure of remembering had been taken from me, because there was no longer anyone to remember with. It felt like losing your co-rememberer meant losing the memory itself, as if the things we'd done were less real and important than they had been hours before.

Memories, Real, Taken

John Green (2012). “The Fault in Our Stars”, p.262, Penguin

Because there is no glory in illness. There is no meaning to it. There is no honor in dying of.

Death, Cancer, Honor

John Green (2012). “The Fault in Our Stars”, p.217, Penguin

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