John Green
John Green
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionAuthor
Date of Birth24 August 1977
CountryUnited States of America
freedom thinking cities
Some tourists think Amsterdam is a city of sin, but in truth it is a city of freedom. And in freedom, most people find sin.
graduation hipster secret
Our fearlessness shall be our secret weapon.
lines standing-in-line oppression
standing in line is a form of oppression
pain body consciousness
I told myself – as I’ve told myself before – that the body shuts down when the pain gets too bad, that consciousness is temporary, that this will pass. But just like always, I didn’t slip away. I was left on the shore with the waves washing over me, unable to drown.
believe eye thinking
I believe in that line from An Imperial Affliction. 'The risen sun too bright in her losing eyes.' That's God, I think, the rising sun, and the light is too bright and her eyes are losing but they aren't lost.
hurt love-you sadness
Much of my life had been devoted to trying not to cry in front of people who loved me, so I knew what Augustus was doing. You clench your teeth. You look up. You tell yourself that if they see you cry, it will hurt them, and you will be nothing but a Sadness in their lives, and you must not become a mere sadness, so you will not cry, and you say all of this to yourself while looking up at the ceiling, and then you swallow even though your throat does not want to close and you look at the person who loves you and smile.
romantic beautiful people
Because you are beautiful. I enjoy looking at beautiful people, and I decided a while ago not to deny myself the simpler pleasures of existence
romantic hurt determination
You don't get to choose if you get hurt in this world...but you do have some say in who hurts you. I like my choices.
believe choices stories
You have a choice in this world, I believe, about how to tell sad stories, and we made the funny choice.
memories real grief
The pleasure of remembering had been taken from me, because there was no longer anyone to remember with. It felt like losing your co-rememberer meant losing the memory itself, as if the things we'd done were less real and important than they had been hours before.
stars i-hate-you green
My thoughts are stars I cannot fathom into constellations.
inspirational hipster ideas
You are so busy being YOU that you have no idea how utterly unprecedented you are.
love romantic stars
As he read, I fell in love the way you fall asleep: slowly, and then all at once.
believe indestructible
We are as indestructible as we believe ourselves to be.