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  • #1
    John Green
    “Saying 'I notice you're a nerd' is like saying, 'Hey, I notice that you'd rather be intelligent than be stupid, that you'd rather be thoughtful than be vapid, that you believe that there are things that matter more than the arrest record of Lindsay Lohan. Why is that?' In fact, it seems to me that most contemporary insults are pretty lame. Even 'lame' is kind of lame. Saying 'You're lame' is like saying 'You walk with a limp.' Yeah, whatever, so does 50 Cent, and he's done all right for himself.”
    John Green

  • #2
    John Green
    “Books are the ultimate Dumpees: put them down and they’ll wait for you forever; pay attention to them and they always love you back.”
    John Green, An Abundance of Katherines

  • #3
    John Green
    “When adults say, "Teenagers think they are invincible" with that sly, stupid smile on their faces, they don't know how right they are. We need never be hopeless, because we can never be irreparably broken. We think that we are invincible because we are. We cannot be born, and we cannot die. Like all energy, we can only change shapes and sizes and manifestations. They forget that when they get old. They get scared of losing and failing. But that part of us greater than the sum of our parts cannot begin and cannot end, and so it cannot fail.”
    John Green, Looking for Alaska

  • #4
    John Green
    “What a treacherous thing to believe that a person is more than a person.”
    John Green, Paper Towns

  • #5
    John Green
    “The only way out of the labyrinth of suffering is to forgive.”
    John Green, Looking for Alaska

  • #6
    John Green
    “So I walked back to my room and collapsed on the bottom bunk, thinking that if people were rain, I was drizzle and she was a hurricane.”
    John Green, Looking for Alaska

  • #7
    John Green
    “He was gone, and I did not have time to tell him what I had just now realized: that I forgave him, and that she forgave us, and that we had to forgive to survive in the labyrinth. There were so many of us who would have to live with things done and things left undone that day. Things that did not go right, things that seemed okay at the time because we could not see the future. If only we could see the endless string of consequences that result from our smallest actions. But we can’t know better until knowing better is useless. And as I walked back to give Takumi’s note to the Colonel, I saw that I would never know. I would never know her well enough to know her thoughts in those last minutes, would never know if she left us on purpose. But the not-knowing would not keep me from caring, and I would always love Alaska Young, my crooked neighbor, with all my crooked heart.”
    John Green, Looking for Alaska

  • #8
    John Green
    “What the hell is that?" I laughed.
    "It's my fox hat."
    "Your fox hat?"
    "Yeah, Pudge. My fox hat."
    "Why are you wearing your fox hat?" I asked.
    "Because no one can catch the motherfucking fox.”
    John Green, Looking for Alaska

  • #9
    John Green
    “When I look at my room, I see a girl who loves books.”
    John Green, Looking for Alaska

  • #10
    John Green
    “They love their hair because they're not smart enough to love something more interesting.”
    John Green, Looking for Alaska

  • #11
    John Green
    “Did you know that for pretty much the entire history of the human species, the average life span was less than thirty years? You could count on ten years or so of real adulthood, right? There was no planning for retirement, There was no planning for a career. There was no planning. No time for plannning. No time for a future. But then the life spans started getting longer, and people started having more and more future. And now life has become the future. Every moment of your life is lived for the future--you go to high school so you can go to college so you can get a good job so you can get a nice house so you can afford to send your kids to college so they can get a good job so they can get a nice house so they can afford to send their kids to college.”
    John Green, Paper Towns

  • #12
    John Green
    “Here's what's not beautiful about it: from here, you can't see the rust or the cracked paint or whatever, but you can tell what the place really is. You can see how fake it all is. It's not even hard enough to be made out of plastic. It's a paper town. I mean, look at it, Q: look at all those culs-de-sac, those streets that turn in on themselves, all the houses that were built to fall apart. All those paper people living in their paper houses, burning the future to stay warm. All the paper kids drinking beer some bum bought for them at the paper convenience store. Everyone demented with the mania of owning things. All the things paper-thin and paper-frail. And all the people, too. I've lived here for eighteen years and I have never once in my life come across anyone who cares about anything that matters.”
    John Green, Paper Towns

  • #13
    John Green
    “Everything that comes together falls apart. When you stopped wishing things wouldn't fall apart, you stopped suffering when they did.”
    John Green

  • #14
    John Green
    “I was born into Bolívar's labyrinth, and so I must believe in the hope of Rabelais' Great Perhaps.”
    John Green

  • #15
    John Green
    “And all at once I knew how Margo Roth Spiegelman felt when she wasn't being Margo Roth Spiegelman: she felt empty. She felt the unscaleable wall surrounding her. I thought of her asleep on the carpet with only that jagged sliver of sky above her. Maybe Margo felt comfortable there because Margo the person lived like that all the time: in an abandoned room with blocked-out windows, the only light pouring in through holes in the roof. Yes. The fundamental mistake I had always made—and that she had, in fairness, always led me to make—was this: Margo was not a miracle. She was not an adventure. She was not a fine and precious thing. She was a girl.”
    John Green, Paper Towns

  • #16
    John Green
    “I try to live life so that I can live with myself.”
    John Green

  • #17
    John Green
    “There is no Them. There are only facets of Us.”
    John Green

  • #18
    John Green
    “Before I got here, I thought for a long time that the way out of the labyrinth was to pretend that it did not exist, to build a small, self-sufficient world in the back corner of the endless maze and to pretend that I was not lost, but home.”
    John Green, Looking for Alaska

  • #19
    John Green
    “Just deleting vandalism on the Chuck Norris page," Radar said. "For instance, while I do think that Chuck Norris specializes in the roundhouse kick, I don't think it's accurate to say, 'Chuck Norris's tears can cure cancer, but unfortunately he has never cried.”
    John Green

  • #20
    John Green
    “For a moment, she was quiet. Then she grabbed my hand, whispered, “Run run run run run,” and took off, pulling me behind her.”
    John Green, Looking for Alaska

  • #21
    John Green
    “Radar threw his books into his locker and shut it. Then the din of conversation around us quieted just a bit as he turned his eyes toward the heavens and shouted, "IT IS NOT MY FAULT THAT MY PARENTS OWN THE WORLD'S LARGEST COLLECTION OF BLACK SANTAS.”
    John Green, Paper Towns

  • #22
    John Green
    “At some point, you just pull off the Band-Aid, and it hurts, but then it's over and you're relieved.”
    John Green, Looking for Alaska

  • #23
    John Green
    “Here's to all the places we went. And all the places we'll go. And here's to me, whispering again and again and again and again: iloveyou”
    John Green, An Abundance of Katherines

  • #24
    John Green
    “I found myself thinking about President William McKinley, the third American president to be assassinated. He lived for several days after he was shot, and towards the end, his wife started crying and screaming, "I want to go too! I want to go too!" And with his last measure of strength, McKinley turned to her and spoke his last words: "We are all going.”
    John Green, Looking for Alaska

  • #25
    John Green
    “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.”
    John Green, Looking for Alaska

  • #26
    John Green
    “Imagining the future is a kind of nostalgia. (...) You spend your whole life stuck in the labyrinth, thinking about how you'll escape it one day, and how awesome it will be, and imagining that future keeps you going, but you never do it. You just use the future to escape the present.”
    John Green, Looking for Alaska

  • #27
    John Green
    “Babies are made through an act that you will eventually find intriguing but for right now will just sort of horrify you, and also sometimes people do stuff that involves baby-making parts that does not actually involve making babies, like for instance kiss each other in places that are not on the face.”
    John Green, An Abundance of Katherines

  • #28
    John Green
    “And in my classes, I will talk most of the time, and you will listen most of the time. Because you may be smart, but I've been smart longer.”
    John Green, Looking for Alaska

  • #29
    John Green
    “When did we see each other face-to-face? Not until you saw into my cracks and I saw into yours. Before that, we were just looking at ideas of each other, like looking at your window shade but never seeing inside. But once the vessel cracks, the light can get in. The light can get out.”
    John Green, Paper Towns

  • #30
    John Green
    “We were kissing.
    I thought: This is good.
    I thought: I am not bad at this kissing. Not bad at all.
    I thought: I am clearly the greatest kisser in the history of the universe.
    Suddenly she laughed and pulled away from me. She wiggled a hand out of her sleeping bag and wiped her face. "You slobbered on my nose," she said, and laughed”
    John Green, Looking for Alaska



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