I didn't even know what the feeling was, really, just that there was a lot of it. — John Green Copy Share Image
Our lives are composed of a finite set of moments that we choose how to spend. — John Green Copy Share Image
“No puedes elegir si van a hacerte daño en este mundo, pero sí eliges quién te lo hace.” — John Green Copy Share Image
You are helpful, and you are loved, and you are forgiven, and you are not alone. — John Green Copy Share Image
“He was gone and did not have time to tell him what I had just now realized: that I forgave him, and… — John Green Copy Share Image
I really like umbrellas. It's like, I have a roof! I carry it with me! Umbrellas always amuse me. — John Green Copy Share Image
“All I know of heaven and all I know of death is in this park: an elegant universe in ceaseless motion, teeming… — John Green Copy Share Image
I was born into Bolívar's labyrinth, and so I must believe in the hope of Rabelais' Great Perhaps. — John Green Copy Share Image
Books are the ultimate Dumpees: put them down and they’ll wait for you forever; pay attention to them and they always love… — John Green Copy Share Image
“the voracious ambition of humans is never sated by dreams coming true, because there is always the thought that everything might be… — John Green Copy Share Image
We're professional worriers. You're constantly imagining things that could go wrong and then writing about them. — John Green Copy Share Image
“Imagining that future keeps you going, but you never do it. You just use the future to escape the present.” — John Green Copy Share Image
You don't want romantic advice from me, you want romantic advice from Edward Cullen. I completely understand but he is completely unavailable… — John Green Copy Share Image
“I don't know where there is, but I know it's somewhere, and I hope it's beautiful” — John Green Copy Share Image
You are so busy being YOU that you have no idea how utterly unprecedented you are. — John Green Copy Share Image
The past feels distant, even when it's near. The future feels assured, even when it isn't. — John Green Copy Share Image
We do an epically bad job of acknowledging one another's work and checking our sources. — John Green Copy Share Image
He liked the mere act of reading, the magic of turning scratches on a page into words inside his head. — John Green Copy Share Image
“So much depends upon the transparent G-tube erupting from the gut of the blue-lipped boy. So much depends upon this observer of… — 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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
“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 Image
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 Image
“said to him quietly, as if I couldn’t hear or something. Dad was about to respond but I interrupted.” — John Green Copy Share Image
I believe humans have souls, and I believe in the conservation of souls. — John Green Copy Share Image
“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 Image
I think if you keep the box closed long enough you do kill the cat, actually. — John Green Copy Share Image
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 Image
