John Green
John Green
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionAuthor
Date of Birth24 August 1977
CountryUnited States of America
hated wanted careful
I hated being careful, too - or wanted to, at least.
boys thinking years
I think if you went back to the eighteenth century and you asked a fifteen year old boy, 'Would you like to marry a woman who has had plastic bags needlessly inserted into her breasts?', that fifteen year old boy would probably be like, 'what's plastic?'.
blue whales skinny
Collin Singleton could no more stay cool than a blue whale could stay skinny or Bangladesh could stay rich
mistake suffering wish
The world," he said, "is not a wish-granting factory," and then he broke down, just for one moment, his sob roaring impotent like a clap of thunder unaccompanied by lightning, the terrible ferocity that amateurs in the field of suffering might mistake for weakness.
afterlife asks
Can I ask you about Caroline Mathers?" "And you say there's no afterlife.
fighting way hard
He'd fought hard, Lida told me, as if there was another way to fight.
personhood
Caroline is no longer sufffering from personhood.
baby sadness joy
You can’t know, sweetie, because you’ve never had a baby become a brilliant young reader with a side interest in horrible television shows, but the joy you bring us is so much greater than the sadness we feel about your illness.
kissing anticipation moments
He wanted to draw out the moment before the moment- because as good as kissing feels, nothing feels as good as the anticipation of it.
interesting different knows
We were very different, and we disagreed about a lot of things, but he was always so interesting, you know?
rocks sea water
But that wasn't quite right. I called it a nine because I was saving my ten. And here it was, the great and terrible ten, slamming me again and again as I lay still and alone in my bed staring at the ceiling, the waves tossing me against the rocks then pulling me back out to sea so they could launch me again into the jagged face of the cliff, leaving me floating faceup on the water, undrowned.
cancer water battle
We live in a universe devoted to the creation, and eradication, of awareness. Augustus Waters did not die after a lengthy battle with cancer. He died after a lengthy battle with human consciousness, a victim - as you will be - of the universe's need to make and unmake all that is possible.
rising-up joy looks
It felt like everything was rising up in me, like I was drowning in this weirdly painful joy, but I couldn't say it back. I just looked at him and let him look at me until he nodded, lips pursed and turned away, placing the side of his head against the window.
girl boys minutes
It took me a sleeve of Girl Scout Thin Mints and forty minutes to get over that boy.