John Green
John Green
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionAuthor
Date of Birth24 August 1977
CountryUnited States of America
hurt sorry
Hurt tends to drown out sorry.
girlfriend jobs thinking
I’ve stopped thinking about it. I don’t have time to have a girlfriend. I have like a full-time job Learning How to Be Blind.
dad oxygen wanted
I pulled the oxygen tubes from my nostrils and raised the tube up over my head, handing it to Dad. I wanted it to be just me and just him.
falling-in-love believe healthy
I kind of conned you into believing you were falling in love with a healthy person.
dresses amsterdam
Thank you for wearing that dress which is like whoa.
names land indiana
Indiana,’ he said. ‘They steal the land from the Indians and leave the name, yes?
want responsible
I want to minimize the deaths I am responsible for.
girl boys thinking
Girls think they’re only allowed to wear dresses on formal occasions, but I like a woman who says, you know, I’m going over to see a boy who is having a nervous breakdown, a boy whose connection to the sense of sight itself is tenuous, and gosh dang it, I am going to wear a dress for him.
cute baby reading
In the ensuing silence, I have time to contemplate the word cute— how dismissive it is, how it’s the equivalent of calling someone little, how it makes a person into a baby, how the word is a neon sign burning through the dark reading, “Feel Bad About Yourself.
want ifs
I just want you to be happy. If that’s with me or with someone else or with nobody. I just want you to be happy.
suicide let-her-go feels
... I didn't know whether to feel angry at her for making me part of her suicide or just to feel angry at myself for letting her go.
hipster fall together
Everything that comes together falls apart.
memories space alaska
I knew that I would know more dead people. The bodies pile up. Could there be a space in my memory for each of them, or would I forget a little of Alaska every day for the rest of my life?
couple memories thinking
I wondered if there would ever be a day when I didn't think about Alaska, wondered whether I should hope for a time when she would be a distant memory - recalled only on the anniversary of her death, or maybe a couple of weeks after, remembering only after having forgotten.