“You do not immortalize the lost by writing about them. Language buries, but does not resurrect.”— John Green, Peter Van Houten, amazon.com
“But there is no shortage of fault to be found amid our stars.”— John Green, Peter Van Houten, amazon.com
“Maybe she was just matter, and matter gets recycled. But ultimately I do not believe that she was only matter. The rest of her must be recycled, too. I believe now that we are greater than the sum of our parts.”— John Green, Miles 'Pudge' Halter, amazon.com
“I thought at first that she was just dead. Just darkness. Just a body being eaten by bugs. I thought about her a lot like that, as something's meal. What was her—green eyes, half a smirk, the soft curves of her legs—would soon be nothing, just the bones I never saw. I thought about the slow process…”— John Green, Miles 'Pudge' Halter, amazon.com
“I felt the heaves of his chest as we realized over and over again that we were still alive. I realized it in waves and we held on to each other crying and I thought, God we must look so lame, but it doesn't much matter when you have just now realized, all the time later, that you are still alive.”— John Green, Miles 'Pudge' Halter, amazon.com
“We are driving through the place that she could not drive through, passing onto asphalt she never saw, and we are not dead. We are not dead! We are breathing and we are crying and now slowing down and moving back into the right lane.”— John Green, Miles 'Pudge' Halter, amazon.com
“She didn't leave me enough to discover her, but she left me enough to rediscover the Great Perhaps.”— John Green, Miles 'Pudge' Halter, amazon.com
“In the beginning, she had haunted me, haunted my dreams, but even now, just weeks later, she was slipping away, falling apart in my memory and everyone else's, dying again.”— John Green, Miles 'Pudge' Halter, amazon.com
“Memories fall apart, too. And then you're left with nothing, left not even with a ghost but with its shadow.”— John Green, Miles 'Pudge' Halter, amazon.com
“Everything that comes together falls apart. Everything. The chair I'm sitting on. It was built, and so it will fall apart. I'm gonna fall apart, probably before this chair. And you're gonna fall apart. The cells and organs and systems that make you you—they came together, grew together, and so must…”— John Green, Old Man, amazon.com
“That's the mystery, isn't it? Is the labyrinth living or dying? Which is he trying to escape--the world or the end of it?”— John Green, Alaska Young, amazon.com
“You are allowed to feel messed up and inside out. It doesn't mean you're defective. It just means you're human.”— David Mitchell, amazon.com
“Your days are slipping by you, and every day you spend in the mediocre is another you miss in the extraordinary.”— Brianna Wiest, amazon.com
“Whenever you feel hopeless, all you need to do is go outside and realize that you have been molded into human form for some reason.”— Brianna Wiest, amazon.com
“People's flaws need to be written about. The flaws of some people lead to horrors inflicted on others. And then there are the more human flaws that, when you shine a light onto them, de-demonize people who might otherwise be seen as ogres.”— Jon Ronson, amazon.com
“It is three at night. I have something to say. You are so valuable. You shine out. You are a magic star. You are a body of blood made beautiful. How I admire, sit back and adore you. How thirsty I am for that. How you feed me.”— Anne Sexton, chrissystockton.com