John Green
John Green
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionAuthor
Date of Birth24 August 1977
CountryUnited States of America
love-of-my-life great-love needs
Hi, I’m at the Speedway at Eighty-sixth and Ditch, and I need an ambulance. The great love of my life has a malfunctioning G-tube.
said sentences knows
Nothing,” I said. “I’m just…” I couldn’t finish the sentence, didn’t know how to. “I’m just very, very fond of you.
taste feels
That tastes like hope feels.
running fear land
This is the fear that made fish crawl out onto dry land and evolve lungs, the fear that teaches us to run, the fear that makes us bury our dead.
taken air places-you-go
I was struck by an awful thought, the kind that cannot be taken back once it escapes into the open air of consciousness; it seemed to me that this was not a place you go to live. It was a place you go to die.
fake paper towns
... she called it a paper town. Like, you know, everything so fake and flimsy.
towns carpe margo-roth-spiegelman
At least I carpe'd that one diem.
fake paper towns
You see how fake it all is. It's not even hard enough to be made out of plastic. It's a paper town.
jesus cancer kids
If you were to go, and hopefully someday you will, you would see a lot of paintings of dead people. You'd see Jesus on the cross, and you'd see a dude get stabbed in the neck, and you'd see people dying at sea and in battle and a parade of martyrs. But Not. One. Single. Cancer. Kid. Nobody biting it from the plague or smallpox or yellow fever or whatever, because there is no glory in illness. There is no meaning to it. There is no honor in dying of.
sometimes like-you limbs
Osteosarcoma sometimes takes a limb to check you out. The, if it like you, it takes the rest.
kissing too-much ruined
I could stand up and go to her and kiss her. I could. But there is still too much to be ruined.
fall legs weight
She raised one leg and gave me all her weight as a I dipped her. She either trusted me or wanted to fall.
wish remember nerdfighter
We did a few things worth remembering, and I wish for someone to remember them.
real book reading
Ultimately what I like about reading together is that we all make it happen together. Of course even amid shared experience we’re still alone… each reading of each book is unique. But what a comfort it is to share readings and experiences. How lucky we are when we get to be alone together.