30 phrases by John Green to know more about this beloved writer

Maybe “OK” will become our “always”.

I didn’t need you, you idiot. I chose you. And then you chose me back.

He liked all books, because he loved the simple act of reading, the magic of turning scribbles on a page into words inside his head.

She loved mysteries so much that she became one.

As long as we don’t die, this is going to be quite a story.

I’m afraid of ghosts, Gordo. And my house is full of them.

That’s the problem with pain. She needs to be felt.

There comes a time when you have to rip off the Band-Aid. It hurts, but at least it ends once and we are relieved.

Thomas Edison’s last words were “It’s very beautiful there”. I don’t know where it is, but I believe it is somewhere and I hope it’s beautiful.

The marks people leave are often scars.

She was infinitely fascinating. So I went back to my room and collapsed on the bottom bunk, thinking that if people were rain, I was drizzle and she was a hurricane.

It is possible to love someone very much, he thought. But the size of your love for a person will never match the size of the longing you will miss them.

But everyone should have a true love, which should last at least until the end of a person’s life.

The city was paper, but not memories.

I wanted to prolong the moment before the H time—because as good as the kiss feels, nothing beats the anticipation of the kiss.

You have to get lost before you find yourself.

My thoughts are stars that I can’t arrange into constellations.

Some people have lives; some people have music.

I fell in love the way someone falls asleep: gradually and suddenly, from one moment to the next.

Because you’re beautiful. I like to look at beautiful people and some time ago I decided not to deny myself the simplest pleasures of existence.

Maybe she deserved to be forgotten. But anyway, I couldn’t forget her.

We all have flaws. Each one of us. And believe me, we all make mistakes.

How does one stop having the panic of being left behind and ending up alone forever and mean nothing to the world?

You like someone who cannot reciprocate your love because it is possible to survive unrequited love in an impossible way in the case of once-requited love.

I can be pretty blind when it comes to other people’s feelings.

I’m on a roller coaster that only goes up, my friend.

Homesickness kept him more awake than coffee.

What a treacherous thing to believe that a person is more than a person.

Every syllable that came out of his mouth flirted with me.

The only way out of the maze of suffering is to forgive.