I don’t know a perfect person. I only know flawed people who are still worth loving.
It is so hard to leave—until you leave. And then it is the easiest goddamned thing in the world.
The only way out of the labyrinth of suffering is to forgive.
You say you're not special because the world doesn't know about you, but that's an insult to me. I know about you.
You gave me a forever within the numbered days, and I'm grateful.
One day, you’re 17 and you’re planning for someday. And then quietly, without you ever really noticing, someday is today. And then someday is yesterday. And this is your life.
Maybe there is something you're afraid to say, or someone you're afraid to love, or somewhere you're afraid to go. It's gonna hurt. It's gonna hurt because it matters.
Some people have lives; some people have music.
Imagining the future is a kind of nostalgia. (...) You spend your whole life stuck in the labyrinth, thinking about how you'll escape it one day, and how awesome it will be, and imagining that future keeps you going, but you never do it. You just use the future to escape the present.
Love is keeping the promise anyway.
As long as we don't die, this is gonna be one hell of a story.
At some point, you gotta stop looking up at the sky, or one of these days you'll look back down and see that you floated away, too.
Books so special and rare and yours that advertising your affection feels like a betrayal.
Do you ever wonder whether people would like you more or less if they could see inside you? But I always wonder about that. If people could see me the way I see myself—if they could live in my memories—would anyone, anyone, love me?
What a treacherous thing to believe that a person is more than a person.
Harry Potter isn’t real? Oh no! Wait, wait, what do you mean by real? Is this video blog real? Am I real if you can see me and hear me, but only through the internet? Are you real if I can read your comment but I don’t know who you are or what your name is or where you’re from or what you look like or how old you are? I know all of those things about Harry Potter. Maybe Harry Potter’s real and you’re not.
Pain is like fabric: The stronger it is, the more it’s worth.
I feel like my life is so scattered right now. Like it's all the small pieces of paper and someone's turned on the fan. But, talking to you makes me feel like the fan's been turned off for a little bit. Like things could actually make sense. You completely unscatter me, and I appreciate that so much.
We all use the future to escape the present.
I always had this idea that you should never give up a happy middle in the hopes of a happy ending, because there is no such thing as a happy ending. Do you know what I mean? There is so much to lose.
Some infinities are bigger than other infinities.
Whenever you read a cancer booklet or website or whatever, they always list depression among the side effects of cancer. But, in fact, depression is not a side effect of cancer. Depression is a side effect of dying.
I was blind and heart broken and didn't want to do anything and Gus burst into my room and shouted, "I have wonderful news!" And I was like, "I don't really want to hear wonderful news right now," and Gus said, "This is wonderful news you want to hear," and I asked him, "Fine, what is it?" and he said, "You are going to live a good and long life filled with great and terrible moments that you cannot even imagine yet!
I don't think you can ever fill the empty space with the thing you lost.
Truth resists simplicity.
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