It is saying these things that keeps us from falling apart. And maybe by imagining these futures we
can make them real, and maybe not, but either way we must imagine them.

John Green, Paper Towns

* I finished two J.G. books in three days. This is what happens when I’m bored. So far so good J.G.

(via dysthymicbanana)
I wanted to tell her that the pleasure for me wasn’t the planning or doing or leaving; the pleasure was in seeing our strings cross and separate and come back together.
John Green, Paper Towns (via dysthymicbanana)

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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. ‘My name is Augustus Waters,’ he said. ‘I’m seventeen. I had a little touch of osteosarcoma a year and a half ago, but I’m just here today at Isaac’s request.’

'And how are you feeling?' asked Patrick.

'Oh, I’m grand.' Augustus Waters smiled with a corner of his mouth. 'I’m on a roller coaster that only goes up, my friend.'

John Green, The Fault in Our Stars (via observando)
Maybe, it’s more like you said before, all of us being cracked open. Like each of us starts out as a watertight vessel. And these things happen-these people leave us, or don’t love us, or don’t get us, or we don’t get them, and we lose and fail and hurt one another. And the vessel starts to crack open in places. And I mean, yeah, once the vessel cracks open, the end becomes inevitable…But there is all this time between when the cracks start to open up and when we finally fall apart. And it’s only in that time that we can see each other, because we see out of ourselves through our cracks and into others through theirs. When did we see each other face-to-face? Not until you saw into my cracks and I saw into yours. Before that we were just looking at ideas of each other, like looking at your window shade but never looking inside. But once the vessel cracks, the light can get in. The light can get out.
Quentin Jacobsen (Paper Towns)
When the scientists of the future show up at my house with robot eyes and they tell me to try them on, I will tell the scientists to screw off, because I do not want to see a world without him.
― John Green, The Fault in Our Stars (via da-grace-face)
When you go into the ER, one of the first things they ask you to do is to rate your pain on a scale of one to ten, and from there they decide which drugs to use and how quickly to use them. I’d been asked this question hundreds of times over the years, and I remember once early on when I couldn’t get my breath and it felt like my chest was on fire, flames licking the inside of my ribs fighting for a way to burn out of my body, my parents took me to the ER. A nurse asked me about pain, and I couldn’t even speak, so I held up nine fingers.
Later, after they’d given me something, the nurse came in and she was kind of stroking my hand while she took my blood pressure and she said, “You know how I know you’re a fighter? You called a ten a nine.”
But that wasn’t quite right. I called it a nine because I was saving my ten. And here it was, the great and terrible ten, slamming me again and again as I lay still and alone in my bed staring at the ceiling, the waves tossing me against the rocks and pulling me back out to sea so they could launch me again into the jagged face of the cliff, leaving me floating faceup on the water, undrowned
The Fault in Our Stars by John Green (via aluge)
O que estou querendo dizer é que tem horas que você precisa botar tudo pra fora. Toda a raiva. Toda a dor.
John Green (via teenage-thing)
Sometimes people don’t understand the promises they’re making when they make them.
Hazel Grace. The Fault In Our Stars. (via musicismylife4eva89)
The only thing that lessens the pain of a bee sting, is whining to your wife about it.
John Green (via youve-got-your-love-online)
I just did some calculations and I’ve been able to determine that you’re full of shit.
John Green, Looking for Alaska
Caring doesn’t sometimes lead to misery. It always does.
Will Grayson, Will Grayson
If you don’t say the honest thing, it never becomes true.
John Green and David Levithan; Will Grayson, Will Grayson