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John Green Quotes - Page 42

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More than anything, I felt the unfairness of it, the inarguable injustice of loving someone who might have loved you back but can't due to deadness, and then I leaned forward, my forehead against the back of Takumi's

More than anything, I felt the unfairness of it, the inarguable injustice of loving someone who might have loved you back but can't due to deadness, and then I leaned forward, my forehead against the back of Takumi's headrest, and I cried, whimpering, and I didn't even feel sadness so much as pain.

Pain, Sadness, Loving Someone

John Green (2015). “Looking For Alaska Special 10th Anniversary Edition”, p.113, Penguin

You can't just make yourself matter and then die, Alaska, because now I am irretrievably different, and I'm sorry I let you go, yes, but you made the choice. You left me Perhapsless, stuck in your goddamned labyrinth. And now I don't even know if you chose the straight and fast way out, if you left me like this on purpose. And so I never knew you, did I? I can't remember, because I never knew.

Sorry, Alaska, Choices

John Green (2008). “Looking for Alaska”, p.128, Penguin

Reading with an eye towards metaphor allows us to become the person we’re reading about, while reading about them. That’s why there is symbols in books and why your English teacher deserves your attention. Ultimately, it doesn’t matter if the author intended the symbol to be there because the job of reading is not to understand the author’s intent. The job of reading is to use stories as a way into seeing other people as a we ourselves.

Teacher, Jobs, Book

Something about me has always liked the drama and inconvience of bad weather. The worse the better, really.

Drama, Weather, Bad Weather

John Green, Lauren Myracle, Maureen Johnson (2009). “Let It Snow: Three Holiday Stories”, p.75, Penguin

I realized it in waves and we held on to each other crying and I thought, God we must look so lame, but it doesn't matter much when you have just now realized, all the time later, that you are still alive.

Looks, Lame, Alive

John Green (2013). “The John Green Collection”, p.196, Penguin

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.

Book, Challenges, Conversation

John Green (2015). “Looking For Alaska Special 10th Anniversary Edition”, p.51, Penguin

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

Answers, Wonder

John Green (2015). “Looking For Alaska Special 10th Anniversary Edition”, p.120, Penguin

Because no one can catch the motherfucking fox.

Pudge, Foxes, Looking For Alaska Book

John Green (2015). “Looking For Alaska Special 10th Anniversary Edition”, p.86, Penguin

I hadn’t been in proper school in three years. My parents were my two best friends. My third best friend was an author who did not know I existed.

Family, School, Years

John Green (2008). “An Abundance of Katherines”, p.225, Penguin

Look, let me just say it: He was hot. A nonhot boy stares at you relentlessly and it is, at best, awkward and, at worst, a form of assault. But a hot boy . . . well.

Romantic, Boys, Awkward

John Green (2008). “Looking for Alaska”, p.172, Penguin

There was quite a lot of competitiveness about it, with everybody wanting to beat not only cancer itself, but also the other people in the room. Like, I realize that this is irrational, but when they tell you that you have, say, a 20 percent chance of living five years, the math kicks in and you figure that’s one in five . . . so you look around and think, as any healthy person would: I gotta outlast four of these bastards.

Real, Cancer, Math

John Green (2008). “Looking for Alaska”, p.213, Penguin

I told Augustus the broad outline of my miracle: diagnosed with Stage IV thyroid cancer when I was thirteen. (I didn’t tell him that the diagnosis came three months after I got my first period. Like: Congratulations! You’re a woman. Now die.)

Cancer, Congratulations, Miracle

"The Fault in Our Stars". Book by John Green and Rodrigo Corral, January 10, 2012.

You live for pretentious metaphors.

Metaphor, Pretentious

John Green (2015). “Looking For Alaska Special 10th Anniversary Edition”, p.51, Penguin

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

Love You, Drug, Gateways

John Green (2008). “Looking for Alaska”, p.64, Penguin

We can't love our neighbors till we know how crooked their hearts are.

Heart, Neighbor, Crooked

John Green (2015). “Looking For Alaska Special 10th Anniversary Edition”, p.71, Penguin

You can't just make me different, and the leave. Because I was fine before.

Different, Fine

I laughed and pointed out that "Hash Browns Mean Nothing Without You" was a pretty good name for a band. "Or a song," the Duke said, and then she started singing all glam rock, a glove up to her face holding an imaginary mic as she rocked out an a cappella power ballad. "Oh, I deep fried for you / But now I weep 'n' cry for you / Oh, babe, this meal was made for two / And these hash browns mean nothing, oh these hash browns mean nothing, yeah these HASH BROWNS MEAN NOTHIN' without you.

Song, Mean, Glam Rock

John Green, Lauren Myracle, Maureen Johnson (2009). “Let It Snow: Three Holiday Stories”, p.105, Penguin

My heart is really pounding," I said. "That's how you know you're having fun," Margo said.

Fun, Heart, Said

John Green (2013). “Paper Towns”, p.44, A&C Black

She spoke quietly then, the tiniest crack in her voice, and all at once Lacey Pemerton was not Lacey Pemberton. She was just—like, a person.

Voice, Cracks, Spokes

I’m not up for laughing, but their laughter makes the room feel safer, so we begin to explore.

Laughter, Safety, Laughing

John Green (2013). “Paper Towns”, p.145, A&C Black

Lacey shrugged bashfully. “Do you think I’m superficial?” “Well, yeah.” I thought of myself standing outside Becca’s bedroom, hoping she’d take her shirt off. “But so am I,” I added. “So is everyone.

Thinking, Bedroom, Shirts

John Green (2013). “Paper Towns”, p.184, A&C Black

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 the happiness and the sadness of this ending swirl around in me, each sharpening the other. For the longest time, it felt kind of like my chest was cracking open, but not precisely in an unpleasant way.

Real, School, Sadness

John Green (2013). “Paper Towns”, p.215, A&C Black

The abbreviated exam week meant that Wednesday was the last day of school for us. And all day long, it was hard not to walk around, thinking about the lastness of it all.

School, Thinking, Long

John Green (2010). “Paper Towns”, p.156, Bloomsbury Publishing

And as paralyzing and upsetting as all the never agains were, the final leaving felt perfect. Pure. The most distilled possible form of liberation. Everything that mattered except one lousy picture was in the trash, but it felt so great. I started jogging, wanting to put even more distance between myself and school. It is so hard to leave—until you leave. And then it is the easiest goddamned thing in the world.

Distance, School, Perfect

John Green (2013). “Paper Towns”, p.228, A&C Black

It is saying these things that keeps us from falling apart. And maybe by imagining these futures we can make them real, and maybe not, but either way we must imagine them. The light rushes out and floods in.

Life, Real, Fall

John Green (2013). “Paper Towns”, p.304, A&C Black

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