J. Green Quotes

But I could always tell in her eyes if she got really pissed at me, and her eyes were still pretty smiley

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

I'm not embarrassed by my faith, and I'm also not embarrassed by my doubt.

We look back to the most important moment in our history, and that becomes the dividing line between what we were and what we are now.

Lies are attempts to hide the truth by willfully denying facts. Fiction, on the other hand, is an attempt to reveal the truth by ignoring facts.

Most loves don't last. But some do.

We'd failed, maybe, but some mysteries aren't meant to be solved.

I can't remember, because I never knew.

We fell. We got up. We ran.

Suffering is universal.

I do love you and what else matters but that

Whatever, bro. We both had a long day. Too much drama. I'll TTYS." I wanted to ridicule him for using chatspeak IRL, but I found myself lacking the energy.

In the darkest days, the Lord puts the best people into your life." (p. 28)

A drink this good deserves one's best posture.

I always liked routine. I suppose I never found boredom very boring.

People always get used to beauty though.

Caroline is no longer sufffering from personhood.

Can I ask you about Caroline Mathers?" "And you say there's no afterlife.

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

I hated being careful, too - or wanted to, at least.

It was an indulgence, learning last words. Other people had chocolate; I had dying declarations.

I have guts, just not when it counts.

There is always the risk: something is good and good and good and good, then all at once it gets awkward.

Television is a passivity.

Truth defies simplicity.

I fear your faith has been mis- placed—but then, faith usually is.

it is the nature of stars to cross

All representations of a thing are inherently abstract.

When you’re as charming and physically attractive as myself, it’s easy enough to win over people you meet. But getting strangers to love you...now, that’s the trick.

You get all these friends just when you don’t need friends anymore.

Your friendship with her-it sleeps with the fishes.

Okay, maybe I'm not such a shitty writer. But I can't pull my ideas together, Van Houten. My thoughts are stars I can't fathom into constellations.

...I will continue to underscore that I don't think authorial intent is all that important to a reading experience, and I certainly don't think the job of reading is to divine authorial intent.

You don't want romantic advice from me, you want romantic advice from Edward Cullen. I completely understand but he is completely unavailable right now and I'll tell you why. He doesn't exist.

Finally, I decided that the proper strategy was to stare back. Boys do not have a monopoly on the Staring Business.

I don't know why boys expect us to like boy movies. We don't expect them to like girl movies.

So I wasn't lying, exactly. I was just choosing among truths.

Without pain, we couldn't know joy.

If we'd put them in a vase in the living room, they would have been everyone's flowers. I wanted them to be my flowers.

He responded a few minutes later. Okay. I wrote back. Okay. He responded: Oh, my God, stop flirting with me!

I'm not saying it was your fault. I'm saying it wasn't nice.

Frankly, I kind of want you to be haunted by the unansweredness of the question, because I think being haunted by such things is a valuable part of being a person.

And people are moody, dude. You gotta get used to living with people.

No," I said. And maybe it was only because Alaska couldn't hit the brakes and I couldn't hit the accelerator.

Do you know why I left America, Lidewij? So that I would never again have to encounter Americans." "But you are an American." "Incurably so, it seems.

My parents always liked it when I cursed in front of them. I could see the pleasure of it in their faces. It signified that I trusted them, that I was myself in front of them.

Agustus asked if I wanted to go with him to Support Group, but I was really tired from my busy day of Having Cancer, so I passed.

I didn't want to see them lower him into the ground in the spot he'd picked out with his dad, and I didn't want to see his parents sink to their knees in the dew-wet grass and moan in pain.

Margo's beauty was a kind of sealed vessel of perfection--uncracked and uncrackable.

At some point, I realized I was Kaitlyning the encounter, so I decided to text Kaitlyn and ask for some advice.