All at once, I couldn’t figure out why I was methodically tossing a spherical object through a toroidal object. It seemed like the stupidest thing I could possibly be doing.

And even though he felt pitiful and ridiculous, he didn’t want it to end, because he knew the absence of her would hurt more than any breakup ever could.

Oh, the pain. The pain. It always rains. In my soul.

Leaving feels too good, once you leave.

We had to forgive to survive the labyrinth

I hated talking, and I hated listening to everyone else stumble on their words and try to phrase things in the vaguest possible way so they wouldn’t sound dumb.

I take quite a lot of pride in not knowing what´s cool.

Everything’s uglier up close.Not you.

You gave me forever within the numbered days.

Some people have lives; some people have music.

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

I found myself thinking about President William McKinley, the third American president to be assassinated. He lived for several days after he was shot, and towards the end, his wife started crying and screaming, “I...

We need never be without hope because we can never be irreparably broken.

okay?okay.

I think how much depends upon a best friend. When you wake up in the morning you swing your legs out of bed and you put your feet on the ground and you stand up....

Suffering is universal. It’s the one thing Buddhists, Christians, and Muslims are all worried about.

is not a wishgrantingfactory,

He was nearsighted. The future lay before him, inevitable but invisible.

The silence broke:”Sometimes I liked it”, I said “Sometimes I liked it that she was dead.””You mean it felt good?””No. I don’t know. It felt … pure.

Like, in general I think people have very complicated reasons for wanting things, and we often have no idea whether we’re actually motivated by altruism or a desire to hook up or a search for...

I leave, and the leaving is so exhilarating I know I can never go back. But then what? Do I just keep leaving places, and leaving them, and leaving them, tramping a perpetual journey?

Oh, I wouldn’t mind, Hazel Grace. It would be a privilege to have my heart broken by you.

We are all going, I thought, and it applies to turtles and turtlenecks, Alaska the girl and Alaska the place, because nothing can last, not even the earth itself. The Buddha said that suffering was...

…everybody should have true love, and it should last at least as long as your life does.

I wondered if hurdlers ever thought, you know, “This would go faster if we just got rid of the hurdles.

It’s just that most really good-looking people are stupid, so I exceed expectations.”Right, it’s primarily his hotness,’ I said.’It can be sort of blinding,’ he said.’It actually did blind our friend Isaac,’ I said.’Terrible tragedy,...

If people could see me the way I see myself – if they could live in my memories – would anyone love me?

What’s the meaning of life? Other people.

You listen to people so that you can imagine them, and your hear all the terrible and woderful things people do to themselves and to one another, but in the end the listening exposes you...

I had to tell her she would die. Her social worker said I had to tell her. I had to tell her she would die, so I told her she was going to heaven. She...

And even though it was ridiculously childish, in the end I had to call myself a faggot, which really annoyed me, because 1. I don’t think that word should ever be used by anyone, let...

What am I at war with? My cancer. And what is my cancer? My cancer is me. The tumors are made of me. They’re made of me as surely as my brain and my heart...

Peter Van Houten was the only person I’d ever come across who seemed to (a) understand what it’slike to be dying, and (b) not have died.

And, since they are theater people, they are all talking. All of them. Simultaneously. They do not need to be heard; they only need to be speaking.

Oh, Wikipedia, with your tension between those who would share knowledge and those who would destroy it.

As far as I can tell, there are two basic (kissing) rules: 1. Don’t bite anything without permission. 2. The human tongue is like wasabi: it’s very powerful, and should be used sparingly.

Just move to the Internet, its great here. We get to live inside where the weather is always awesome.

I must talk, and you must listen, for we are engaged here in the most important pursuit in history: the search for meaning. What is the nature of being a person? What is the best...

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. If you take...

He flipped himself onto his side and kissed me. “You’re so hot,” I said, my hand still on his leg. “I’m starting to think you have an amputee fetish,” he answered, still kissing me. I...

Some tourists think Amsterdam is a city of sin, but in truth it is a city of freedom. And in freedom, most people find sin.

… that I forgave him, and that she forgave us, and that we have to forgive to survive in the labyrinth. There were so many of us who would have to live with things done...

I’ve been looking for a way to tell my father that I actually sort of hate basketball, and I think we’ve found it.

…there are books…which you can’t tell people about, books so special and rare and yours that advertising your affection feels like a betrayal.

But, in fact, depression is not a side effect of cancer. Depression is a side effect of dying. – Hazel Grace Lancaster

But then again, if you don’t imagine, nothing ever happens at all. Imagining isn’t perfect. You can’t get all the way inside someone else. I could never have imagined Margo’s anger at being found, or...

Once you think a thought, it is extremely difficult to unthink it. And I had thought the thought.

Colin “I’m just–I’m just a failure. what if this is it? —–andI never do anything significant and I’m just a complete waste?”Hassan sat up, with his hands on his knees. “See, this is why you...

if you don’t believe,nothing ever happens at all.

The whole thing was the precise opposite of what I figured it would be: slow and patient and quiet and neither particularly painful nor particularly ecstatic