John Green
John Green
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionAuthor
Date of Birth24 August 1977
CountryUnited States of America
tree amsterdam rings
Amsterdam is like the rings of a tree: It gets older as you get closer to the center.
trying
There is no try. There is only do.
tonight dawn good-times
At least for tonight. In sickness and in health. In good times and in bad. For richer, for poorer. 'Till dawn do us part.
love-is miracle common
Love is the most common miracle.
life change powerful
One day, you’re 17 and you’re planning for someday. And then quietly, without you ever really noticing, someday is today. And then someday is yesterday. And this is your life.
book ladders companion
Books—they weren't ladders out of the abyss, but they were companions.
hipster people house
All those paper people living in their paper houses, burning the future to stay warm.
couple years names
I did some research on this a couple years ago," Augustus continued. "I was wondering if everybody could be remembered. Like, if we got organized, and assigned a certain number of corpses to each living person, would there be enough living people to remember all the dead people?" "And are there?" "Sure, anyone can name fourteen dead people. But we're disorganized mourners, so a lot of people end up remembering Shakespeare and no one ends up remembering the person he wrote Sonnet Fifty-five about
people listening trying
You listen to people so that you can imagine them, and you hear all the terrible and wonderful things people do to themselves and to one another, but in the end the listening exposes you even more than it exposes the people you're trying to listen to.
believe love-is people
Always' was a promise! How can you just break the promise?" "Sometimes people don't always understand the promises they're making when they make them," I said. Isaac shot me a look. "Right, of course. But you keep the promise anyway. That's what love is. Love is keeping the promise anyway. Don't you believe in true love?" I didn't answer. I didn't have an answer. But I thought that if true love did exist, that was a pretty good definition of it.
people adore
We all romanticize the people we adore.
tears cry abundance
Crying is you, plus tears
lovely strange
How strange and how lovely it is to be anything at all.
goodbye ideas might
Do you know what your problem is? You can't live with the idea that someone might leave.