It was psychological trick called empathic listening. You say what the person is feeling so they feel understood. — John Green Copy Share Image
I didn't even know what the feeling was, really, just that there was a lot of it. — John Green Copy Share Image
The important thing is not whatever nonsense the voices are saying, but what the voices are feeling. — John Green Copy Share Image
I leaned in toward her, suddenly overwhelmed with the feeling that we must kiss. — John Green Copy Share Image
“humans lack good mirrors. It's so hard for anyone to show us how we look, and so hard for us to show… — John Green Copy Share Image
Right, well, he'd been sick for a while and his nurse said to him, 'You seem to be feeling better this morning,'… — John Green Copy Share Image
Caroline was always moody and miserable, but I liked it. I liked feeling as if she had chosen me as the only… — John Green Copy Share Image
Crying adds something: crying is you, plus tears. But the feeling Colin had was some horrible opposite of crying. It was you,… — John Green Copy Share Image
You could hold me and I could hold you. And it would be so peaceful. Completely peaceful. Like the feeling of sleep,… — John Green Copy Share Image
That feeling of finishedness does not come all at once, and it is not easily won, but I think once you get… — John Green Copy Share Image
Colin's skin was alive with the feeling of connection to everyone in that car and everyone not in it. And he was… — John Green Copy Share Image
feeling - probably for the first time in my life - the fear and excitement of living in a place where you… — John Green Copy Share Image
There were five others before they got to him. He smiled a little when his turn came. His voice was low, smoky,… — John Green Copy Share Image
I find it really offensive when people say that the emotional experiences of teenagers are less real or less important than those… — John Green Copy Share Image
I thought of the one thing about home that I missed, my dad's study with its built-in, floor-to-ceiling shelves sagging with thick… — John Green Copy Share Image
Tuesday—we had school for the first time. Madame O’Malley had a moment of silence at the beginning of French class, a class… — John Green Copy Share Image
I have spent my life falling. Not the kind that Tiny's talking about. He's talking about love. I'm talking about life. In… — John Green Copy Share Image
Augustus, perhaps you’d like to share your fears with the group.” “My fears?” “Yes.” “I fear oblivion,” he said without a moment’s… — John Green Copy Share Image
So it’s your death suit.” “Correct. Don’t you have a death outfit?” “Yeah,” I said. “It’s a dress I bought for my… — John Green Copy Share Image
This fear bears no analogy to any fear I knew before. This is the basest of all possible emotions, the feeling that… — John Green Copy Share Image
The idea is that for ten minutes, we forget that we have feelings. And we forget about protecting ourselves or other people… — John Green Copy Share Image
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… — John Green Copy Share Image
Like many people, I feel like celebrating. Remember this feeling. It is human, and can help us understand when others express bloodlust. — John Green Copy Share Image
Issac:"I dislike living in a world without Augustus Waters." Computer: "I don't understand-" Issac: "Me neither. Pause — John Green Copy Share
She smiled with all the delight of a kid on Christmas morning and said, "Y'all smoke to enjoy it. I smoke to die." -… — John Green Copy Share
Neither novels or their readers benefit from any attempts to divine whether any facts hide inside a story. Such efforts attack the very idea… — John Green Copy Share
“Traffic's not too bad on Sheridan, and I'm cornering the car like it's the Indy 500, and we're listening to my favorite NMH song,… — John Green Copy Share
So I was ugly. I was never fat, really, and I never wore headgear or had zits or anything. But I was ugly. I… — John Green Copy Share
“said to him quietly, as if I couldn’t hear or something. Dad was about to respond but I interrupted.” — John Green Copy Share
“He was hot. A nonhotboy stares at you relentlessly and it is, at best, awkward and, at worst, a form of assault. But a… — John Green Copy Share
I think if you keep the box closed long enough you do kill the cat, actually. — John Green Copy Share
Imagining the future is a kind of nostalgia. (...) You spend your whole life stuck in the labyrinth, thinking about how you'll escape it… — John Green Copy Share
