John Green Hips Quotations

Entropy increases. Things fall apart.

Barnacles on the container ship of consciousness.

Maybe 'okay' will be our 'always

The world is not a wish-granting factory.

We just sat there quiet for a long time, which was fine, and I was thinking about way back in the very beginning in the Literal Heart of Jesus...

Imagining the future is a kind of nostalgia.

When you stopped wishing things wouldn't fall apart, you'd stop suffering when they did.

So keeping the box closed just keeps you in the dark, not the universe.

You like someone who can't like you back because unrequited love can be survived in a way that once-requited love cannot.

Caring doesn't sometimes lead to misery. It always does.

Here's to all the places we went. And all the places we'll go. And here's to me, whispering again and again and again and again: iloveyou

Sometimes you lose a battle. But mischief always wins the war

But there's so much to do: cigarettes to smoke, sex to have, swings to swing on.

What the hell is instant? Nothing is instant.

We were just looking at ideas of each other.

Life has become the future.

The not knowing would not keep me from caring.

You say into my cracks and I saw into yours.

Something invisible snapped inside her.

She fell apart because that's what happens.

We only have so long to play in the dirt and ask questions of rivers.

Our lives are composed of a finite set of moments that we choose how to spend.

The labyrinth blows, but I choose it.

You completely unscatter me, and I appreciate that too much.

Tonight, darling, we are going to right a lot of wrongs.

Stop thinking about the landing, because it's all about falling.

Did I help you to a fate you didn't want?

She left me enough to rediscover the Great Perhaps.

We idealize them as gods or dismiss them as animals.

They couldn't bear the idea of death being a big black nothing.

Not following her is the hardest thing I've ever done.

Is the labyrinth living or dying?

If I ever end up being the kind of person who has one kid and seven bedrooms. Do me a favor and shoot me.

Love is just a shout in the void.

Every second of your definitionally temporary consciousness, you are choosing how you spend something that will not last forever.

So I let her go, too. And I'm sorry.

I leaned in toward her, suddenly overwhelmed with the feeling that we must kiss.

You could drive past it without noticing and from what I understand, you ought to.

She had the kind of eyes that predisposed you to supporting her every endeavor.

Our children are weird. Nicely phrased.

Why are breakfast foods breakfast foods?

Don't swear in the Literal Heart of Jesus.

Sometimes the way you think about someone isn't the way they actually are.

This star won't go out. And it won't. we won't let it.

You will go to the paper towns and never come back.

Nothing has ever looked like that ever in all of human history.

It is not my fault that my parents own the world's largest collection of black Santas.

And as we kept driving north, the whole family in the care together, it got darker, and snowier, until finally the road delivered us to the one place that all my youthful trips west never could: home.

I didn't even know what the feeling was, really, just that there was a lot of it.

My thoughts are starts I can't fathom into constellations.

I liked Augustus Waters. I really, really really liked him. I liked the way his story ended with someone else. I liked his voice. I liked that he took existentially-fraught free throws.

Everything that comes together falls apart.

We think that we are invincible because we are.

Suffering is universal.

Our fearlessness shall be our secret weapon.

You are so busy being YOU that you have no idea how utterly unprecedented you are.

At some point, you gotta stop looking up at the sky, or one of these days you'll look back down and see that you floated away, too.

The rules of capitalization are so unfair to words in the middle of a sentence.

What you must understand about me is that I’m a deeply unhappy person.

What matters to you defines your mattering.

And then something invisible snapped insider her, and that which had come together commenced to fall apart.

If you don't imagine, nothing ever happens at all.

We just did an awesome job of not dying.

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

I may die young, but at least I'll die smart.

I'm not saying that everything is survivable. Just that everything except the last thing is.

I try to live life so that I can live with myself.

There is no Them. There are only facets of Us.

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

When I look at my room, I see a girl who loves books.

They love their hair because they're not smart enough to love something more interesting.

The town was paper, but the memories were not.

To be human is to catch the falling person.

As long as we don't die, this is gonna be one hell of a story.

She was not an adventure, she was not a fine and precious thing. She was a girl.

All those paper people living in their paper houses, burning the future to stay warm.

The world may be broken, but hope is not crazy.

You may be smart, but I've been smart longer.

People believed in an afterlife because they couldn't bear not to.

It is so hard to leave—until you leave. And then it is the easiest goddamned thing in the world.

It turns out that, somehow, there are a tremendous number of things to be optimistic about.

I am a giant squid of anger.

You were clearly not doing your part in the clover search, perv.

All the things paper-thin and paper-frail, and all the people too.

I was a fairly shy person - not the hand raising type.

Grateful to be a little boat, full of water, still floating.

That's the thing about pain, it demands to be felt.

Does my eye look okay to you?