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John Green Quotes - Page 49

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By far the best cure for hangovers is not drinking excessively the night before.This cure has a 100% success rate, and as you save the cost of the drinks you would have otherwise drunk, it is cheaper than free.

By far the best cure for hangovers is not drinking excessively the night before.This cure has a 100% success rate, and as you save the cost of the drinks you would have otherwise drunk, it is cheaper than free.

Real, Drinking, Hangover

Nothing (at least that can be done by humans) immortalizes anyone. The Fault in Our Stars will hopefully have a long and wonderful life, but it will eventually go out of print, and eventually the last person ever to read it will die, and then the characters will no longer live in any consciousness.Also, that is okay. That is good, actually. That is how it should be. One of the things the characters in this novel have to grapple with is the reality of temporaryness. What Gus in particular must reconcile himself to is that being temporary does not mean being unimportant or meaningless.

Stars, Real, Character

What is an "instant" death anyway? How long is an instant? Is it one second? Ten? The pain of those seconds must have been awful as her heart burst and her lungs collapsed and there was no air and no blood to her brain and only raw panic. What the hell is instant? Nothing is instant. Instant rice takes five minutes, instant pudding an hour. I doubt that an instant of blinding pain feels particularly instantaneous.

Pain, Real, Heart

John Green (2008). “Looking for Alaska”, p.110, Penguin

"Patience, grasshopper," I counseled. "You don't want to seem overeager." "Right, that's why I said tomorrow," he said. "I want to see you again tonight. But I'm willing to wait all night and much of tomorrow." I rolled my eyes. "I'm serious," he said."You don't even know me," I said. I grabbed the book from the center console. "How about I call you when I finish this?""But you don't even have my phone number," he said."I strongly suspect you wrote it in this book."He broke out into that goofy smile. "And you say we don't know each other."

Real, Book, Eye

John Green (2012). “The Fault in Our Stars”, p.29, Penguin

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 heaven into a series of five dishes which were then served to you accompanied by several luminous balls of fermented, bubbly plasma while actual and literal flower petals floated down around your canal-side dinner table." Gus: "Nicely phrased." Gus's father: "Our children are weird." My dad: "Nicely phrased."

Children, Dad, Father

That doesn't sound like my Margo", she said, and I thought of my Margo, and all of us looking at her reflection in different funhouse mirrors.

Reflection, Mirrors, Sound

John Green (2013). “Paper Towns”, p.185, A&C Black

My days had a pleasant identicalness about them. I had always liked that: I liked routine. I liked being bored. I didn’t want to but I did.

Bored, Routine, Want

John Green (2013). “Paper Towns”, p.23, A&C Black

I don't really want to be the costar of anyone's life.

Want

John Green, David Levithan (2010). “Will Grayson, Will Grayson”, p.54, Penguin

Even if it’s a dumb story, telling it changes people just the slightest little bit, just as living the story changes me. An infinitesimal change. And that infinetisimal change ripples outward —ever smaller but everlasting. I will get forgotten, but the stories will last. And so we all matter —maybe less than a lot, but always more than none.

People, Dumb, Stories

The phrase booze and mischief left me worrying I'd stumbled into what my mother referred to as "the wrong crowd," but for the wrong crowd, they both seemed awfully smart.

Mother, Smart, Worry

John Green (2015). “Looking For Alaska Special 10th Anniversary Edition”, p.21, Penguin

Not the brightest gem in the jewelry shop, but you've got to admire his single-minded dedication to drug abuse.

Dedication, Drug, Abuse

John Green (2015). “Looking For Alaska Special 10th Anniversary Edition”, p.39, Penguin

Why would you try to kill this guy, Kevin? He's a genius. Nuts to your truce.

Nuts, Guy, Trying

John Green (2015). “Looking For Alaska Special 10th Anniversary Edition”, p.39, Penguin

I've gotten thrown out of thirty-seven straight games,' he said. 'Once or twice, I've had to go really crazy. I ran onto the court with eleven seconds left once and stole the ball from the other team. It wasn't pretty. But, you know. I have a streak to maintain.

Crazy, Team, Games

John Green (2008). “Looking for Alaska”, p.54, Penguin

I found his last words without too much searching. Captured by the Bolivian army, Guevara said, 'Shoot, coward. You are only going to kill a man.

Army, Men, Coward

John Green (2015). “Looking For Alaska Special 10th Anniversary Edition”, p.100, Penguin

The Colonel's hand was so little, and I grabbed it tight, his cold seeping into me and my warmth into him. 'I memorized the populations,' he said.

Hands, Population, Littles

John Green (2008). “Looking for Alaska”, p.112, Penguin

Oh, God, Alaska, I love you. I love you,' and the Colonel whispered, 'I'm so sorry, Pudge. I know you did,' and I said, 'No. Not past tense.

Sorry, Love You, Past

John Green (2008). “Looking for Alaska”, p.114, Penguin

Right. I'd forgotten about her.' He shook his head. 'That keeps happening.

Forgotten, Happenings

John Green (2008). “Looking for Alaska”, p.158, Penguin

There is a part of her greater than the sum of her knowable parts. And that part has to go somewhere, because it cannot be destroyed.

Alaska, Greater, Destroyed

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

Suffering is universal. it’s the one thing Buddhists, Christians, and Muslims are all worried about.

Christian, Buddhist, Alaska

John Green (2015). “Looking For Alaska Special 10th Anniversary Edition”, p.68, Penguin

I figured something out," he said aloud. "The future is unpredictable." Hassan said, "Sometimes the kafir likes to say massively obvious things in a really profound voice.

Real, Obvious Things, Voice

John Green (2008). “An Abundance of Katherines”, p.197, Penguin

Everywhere man blames nature and fate, yet his fate is mostly but the echo of his character, and passions, his mistakes, and weaknesses."--Democritus An Abundance of Katherines---John Green

Mistake, Passion, Character

I just want the pleasure of noticing these things at a safe distance.

Distance, Safe, Want

John Green, David Levithan (2010). “Will Grayson, Will Grayson”, p.32, Penguin

All along — not only since she left, but for a decade before — I had been imagining her without listening, without knowing that she made as a poor a window as I did. And so I could not imagine her as a person who could feel fear, who could feel isolated in a roomful of people, who could be shy about her record collection because it was too personal to share. Someone who might have read travel books to escape having to live in the town that so many people escape to. Someone who — because no one thought she was a person — had no one to really talk to.

Book, Knowing, People

John Green (2010). “Paper Towns”, p.137, Bloomsbury Publishing

You can't just make yourself matter and then die, Alaska, because now I am irretrievably different.

Alaska, Different, Matter

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

The Side Effects of Dying in Your Pants isn't really funny… Alright, it's a little funny.

Dying, Littles, Pants

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