#john

Sometimes people don't understand the promises they're making when they make them," I said. Isaac shot me a look. "Right, of course. But you keep the promise anyway. That's what love is. Love is keeping the promise anyway. Don't you believe in true love? ↗

— John Green

#love #promises #the-fault-in-our-stars #young-adult #love

John Hodgson can describe Richard Dawkins's atheism as vacuous only because 'atheist' is a term which non-believers use purely as a polemical convenience when we have to define concisely what we don't believe [...]. No atheist is principally that. What we'd want to call ourselves is humanist or materialist, or biologist or linguist, or for that matter socialist, because one or more of these, or something else again, is what we do and think and are. We have 'purely and simply finished with God', to adapt a phrase of Engels's. ↗

— David Craig

#atheists #biologists #friedrich-engels #god #humanists

I was gawky and she was gorgeous and I was hopelessly boring and she was endlessly fascinating. So I walked back to my room and collapsed on the bottom bunk, thinking that if people were rain, I was drizzle and she was hurricane. ↗

— John Green

#looking-for-alaska #rain

The last word of love is ... goodbye. ↗

— Carroll Bryant

#loveless #lovers #romance-dear-john #romantic-tragedy #love

I felt that I was not, never had been and never would be a living part of this overpoweringly solid and deeply meaningful world around me. ↗

— John Knowles

#gene #john-knowles #phineas #tree #separation

A fallow mind is a field of discontent. ↗

— John H. Cunningham

#aviation #bahamas #carl-hiaasen #cuba #humor

Closing his eyes, he sent up a prayer to anyone who was listening, asking please, for God's sake, stop sending him signals that they were right for each other. He'd read that book, seen the movie, bought the soundtrack, the DVD, the T-shirt, the mug, the bobble-head, and the insider's guide. He knew every reason they could have been lock and key. But just as he was aware of all that aligned them, he was even clearer on how they were damned to be ever apart. ↗

— J.R. Ward

#jr-ward #lover-mine #movies

It seemed like forever ago, like we'd had this brief but still infinite forever. Some infinities are bigger than other infinities. ↗

— John Green

#the-fault-in-our-stars #ya #ya

I did some research on this a couple years ago," Augustus continued. "I was wondering if everybody could be remembered. Like, if we got organized, and assigned a certain number of corpses to each living person, would there be enough living people to remember all the dead people?" "And are there?" "Sure, anyone can name fourteen dead people. But we're disorganized mourners, so a lot of people end up remembering Shakespeare and no one ends up remembering the person he wrote Sonnet Fifty-five about ↗

— John Green

#the-fault-in-our-stars #ya #ya

...the only thing that had tethered her to the earth had been him and it was strange, but she felt welded to him on some core level now. He had seen her at her absolute worst, at her weakest and most insane, and he hadn't looked away. He hadn't judged and he hadn't been burned. It was as if in the heat of her meltdown they had melted together. This was more than emotion. It was a matter of soul. ↗

— J.R. Ward

#john-matthew #lover-mine #xhex #insanity