J.M. Green Quotes

Thanks for not trying to see me when I looked like hell.”“To be fair, you still look pretty bad.

You realise that trying to keep your distance from me will not lessen my affection for you, ” he said.

But alas, the world is not a wish-granting factory.

There's no romance in geometry, " Lindsey answered. "Just you wait.

She laughed. ''You seem pretty normal.''''You've never seen Ben snort Sprite up his nose and then spit it out of his mouth, '' I said.''I look like a demented carbonated fountain, '' he deadpanned.

It is strange how loud little sounds become when you are in the dark and doing something wrong.

I’m a writer. Therefore, I am not sane.

A writer can never escape the labyrinth of words inside his mind.

You will always find me writing and reading as long as I have the breath of life within me.

If you want to write, write. It’s as simple as that.

I wanted us to have an adventure. Because I love that crap. Because I'm not whatever-her-name-is. I don't think it's oh so hard to walk four miles in the snow. I want that. I love that.

What is ordinary to you maybe a desert of woeful newness to another.

Who am I to say that these things might nit be forever? Who is Peter Van Houten to assert as fact the conjecture that our labor is temporary?

There is no shortage of fault to be found amidst our stars.

There is not shortage of fault to be found amidst our stars.

To fight with demons, your intent must be pure. And even then, there's no guarantee you'll win.

sametimes people don't understand the promises they're making when they make them

Shadows and light deceived us, but sounds we followed true.

Was Jane now. All Jane. Come calamity or come calm, was myself and none else.

Laser beams slid around them, spurts of light sinking through the darkness, eventually touching the stars or lighting the water for a moment on their death ride to the murky bottom.

For chocolate's sake!

I lit up like a Christmas tree-Augustus Waters

If people were rain i was drizzle and she was a hurrican.

We don't get to choose if we get hurt in this world, old man, but we do have a say in who hurts us. I know I like my choices. I hope she likes hers.I do, Augustus. I do.

It lit up like a Christmas Tree Hazel Grace...

It's important to know what you think, my dear, or else you will be so hemmed in by other people's ideas and opinions, you won't have room for your own.

You have to believe in your dreams because sometimes they believe in you.

You should not seek forgiveness after an unkind act. The act was done on purpose. You must first understand why the act occurred and then move forward.

humans lack good mirrors. It's so hard for anyone to show us how we look, and so hard for us to show anyone how we feel

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

Books of the sages of the ages reflect upon in stages

And the moral of the story is that you don’t remember what happened. What you remember becomes what happened.

Memories come back, pressing in on you, like ghost faces in the darkness pushing up the glass, trying to get into the lit room.

It is very strange to think back like this, although come to think of it, there is no fence or hedge round Time that has gone. You can go back and have what you like if you remember it well enough.

Photos’re better than nothing, but things’re better than photos ’cause the things themselves were part of what was there.

The whole fairground with all its memories would soon be smashed into the dust.

On some fundamental level we find it difficult to understand that other people are human beings in the same way that we are.

Everyone wants to leave an extraordinary life.

Thomas Edison’s last words were ‘It’s very beautiful over there’. I don’t know where there is, but I believe it’s somewhere, and I hope it’s beautiful

Those beautiful, green-blue eyes that change colour like they're bewitched, and look deep into my soul, making me see my true self. Right now, I don't like what I see.” -Nik Driver

…it argues that true love will triumph in the end (which may or may not be true) but if it’s a lie, it’s the most beautiful lie we have!

Happy we were the, for we had a good house, and good food and good work.

Vegans have a way of circling every conversation back to food, much like born-again Christians have a way of returning every conversation to the scripture.

Most often, their association was one of silence, but that is a thing of uncommon worth when partaken of in the ease of another.

But of course, the universe does not conspire to put you in one place rather than another.

Things began happening with odd synchronicity, as if the universe itself was conspiring on behalf of their love story.

Her kiss dissolves the universe. In that moment, I am unmade and then reborn.

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 lover her.

Perfume counters in department stores, Holly Deblin smells of, the middle of July, and cinnamon Tic Tacs.

When I don't like the name of a place or a person I always imagine a new one and always think of them so. " Anne of Green Gables