john-green

In the best conversations, you don't even remember what you talked about, only how it felt. It felt like we were in some place your body can't visit, some place with no ceiling and no walls and no floor and no instruments

...getting dumped is predictable, repetitive, and boring.They want to stay friends; they feel smothered; it's always them and it's never you; and afterward you're devastated and they're relieved; it's over for them and just starting for you.

It__ hard as hell to hold on to your dignity when the risen sun is too bright in your losing eyes

This squirrel is inadequately afraid of humans! Squirrel, I am a threat to you! We are enemies! Please get off my bench! Oh, god! Oh, god! Don't touch me__h, god!

You and I are just kids. We've got the best and the worst of it in front of us

And yet still I worried. I like being a person. I wanted to keep at it. Worry is yet another side effect of dying.

Photographs are just light and time" - Aza Holmes

There were five others before they got to him. He smiled a little when his turn came. His voice was low, smoky, and dead sexy. __y name is Augustus Waters,_ he said. ____ seventeen. I had a little touch of osteosarcoma a year and a half ago, but I__ just here today at Isaac__ request.___nd how are you feeling?_ asked Patrick.__h, I__ grand._ Augustus Waters smiled with a corner of his mouth. ____ on a roller coaster that only goes up, my friend.

The problem, of course, is that there's no way of knowing that your last good day is your Last Good Day. At the time, it's just another good day.

The only way out of the labyrinth of suffering is to forgive

If people were rain, I'd be a drizzle and she'd be a hurricane.

It became a weekend of reading, of trying to see her in the fragments of the poem she'd left for me.

When she fucked up all those years ago, just a little girl terrified into paralysis, she fell onto the enigma of herself.

Ultimately what I like about reading together is that we all make it happen together. Of course even amid shared experience we__e 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.

I'm a grenade, I just want to stay away from people and read books, and think...

Hazel has to realize that her mom was wrong when she said, __ won__ be a mother anymore._ The truth is, after Hazel dies (assuming she dies), her mom will still be her mom, just as my grandmother is still my grandmother even though she has died. As long as either person is still alive, that relationship survives. (It changes, but it survives.)

I found myself thinking about President William McKinley, the third American president to be assassinated. He lived for several days after he was shot, and toward the end, his wife started crying and screaming, "I want to go, too! I want to go, too!" And with his last measure of strength, McKinley turned to her and spoke his last words: "We are all going.

I go to seek a Great Perhaps.