814 Quotes About John-green

(Witness also that when we talk about literature, we do so in the present tense. When we speak of the dead, we are not so kind.) You do not immortalize the lost by writing about them. Language buries, but does not resurrect.

She wishes to spare you pain, and you should let her.

You may not find Hazel’s logic persuasive, but I have trod through this vale of tears longer than you, and from where I’m sitting, she’s not the lunatic.

Most of the time, I could forget about it, but the inexorable truth is this: They might be glad to have me around, but I was the alpha and the omega of my parents’ suffering.

Sky was gray and low and full of rain but not yet raining.

I mustn’t let it kill me before it kills me.

Not like I had some utterly poignant, well-lit memory of a healthy father pushing a healthy child and the child saying higher, higher, higher or some other metaphorically resonant moment.

All efforts to save me from you will fail.

Someday he or she or they will look into the backyard and feel the ache of sentimentality as desperately as I did this afternoon.