John Green Quotes About Water

Quotes about: Water

• She had this dark cancer water dripping out of her chest. Eyes closed. Intubated. But her hand was still her hand, still warm and the nails painted this almost black dark blue and I just held her hand and tried to imagine the world without us and for about one second I was a good enough person to hope she died so she would never know that I was going, too. But then I wanted more time so we could fall in love. I got my wish, I suppose. I left my scar.

  John Green

  Falling In Love, Cancer, Eye

  "The Fault in Our Stars". Book by John Green, 2012.

• I want more numbers than I’m likely to get, and God, I want more numbers for Augustus Waters than he got. But, Gus, my love, I cannot tell you how thankful I am for our little infinity. I wouldn’t trade it for the world. You gave me a forever within the numbered days, and I’m grateful.

  John Green

  Grateful, Numbers, Water

  John Green (2012). “The Fault in Our Stars”, p.168, Penguin UK

• 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

  Sexy, Names, Voice

  John Green (2008). “Paper Towns”, p.245, Penguin

• 3 whole Catfish, Wrapped separately Veet (It’s for Shaving your legs Only you don’t Need A razor. It’s with all the Girly cosmetic stuff) Vaseline six pack, Mountain Dew One dozen Tulips one Bottle Of water Tissues One Can of blue Spray paint

  John Green

  Girly, Blue, Water

  John Green (2013). “Paper Towns”, p.31, A&C Black

• Grateful to be a little boat, full of water, still floating.

  John Green

  Hipster, Grateful, Water

  FaceBook post by John Green from Oct 14, 2013

• I liked Augustus Waters. I really, really really liked him. I liked the way his story ended with someone else. I liked his voice. I liked that he took existentially-fraught free throws.

  John Green

  Hipster, Voice, Water

  John Green (2012). “The Fault in Our Stars”, p.26, Penguin

• The only person I really wanted to talk to about Augustus Water's death with was Augustus Waters.

  John Green

  Water, Augustus, Wanted

• Only now that I loved a grenade did I understand the foolishness of trying to save others from my own impending fragmentation: I couldn’t unlove Augustus Waters. And I didn’t want to.

  John Green

  Love, Real, Water

• As the tide washed in, the Dutch Tulip Man faced the Ocean: "Conjoiner rejoinder poisoner concealer revelator. Look at it, rising up and rising down, taking everything with it." "What’s that?" Anna asked. "Water," the Dutchman said. "Well, and time.

  John Green

  Real, Ocean, Men

• Augustus Waters," I said, looking up at him, thinking that you cannot kiss anyone in the Anne Frank House, and then thinking that Anne Frank, after all, kissed someone in the Anne Frank House, and that she would probably like nothing more than for her home to have become a place where the young and irreparably broken sink into love.

  John Green

  Real, Home, Kissing

  John Green (2012). “The Fault in Our Stars”, p.131, Penguin UK

• I have an Augustus Waters fetish.

  John Green

  Water, Augustus, Fetish

  John Green (2012). “The Fault in Our Stars”, p.207, Penguin

• Issac:"I dislike living in a world without Augustus Waters." Computer: "I don't understand-" Issac: "Me neither. Pause

  John Green

  Water, World, Computer

• I am crying, he thought, opening his eyes to stare through the soapy, stinging water. I feel like crying, so I must be crying, but it's impossible to tell because I'm underwater. But he wasn't crying. Curiously, he felt too depressed to cry. Too hurt. It felt as if she'd taken the part of him that cried.

  John Green

  Hurt, Real, Taken

  John Green (2008). “An Abundance of Katherines”, p.14, Penguin

• We live in a universe devoted to the creation, and eradication, of awareness. Augustus Waters did not die after a lengthy battle with cancer. He died after a lengthy battle with human consciousness, a victim - as you will be - of the universe's need to make and unmake all that is possible.

  John Green

  Cancer, Water, Battle

  John Green (2012). “The Fault in Our Stars”, p.266, Penguin

• That's absolutely true, about the eight glasses a day. There's no reason whatsoever to drink eight glasses of water a day unless you, for whatever reason, particularly like the taste of water. Most experts agree that unless there's something horribly wrong with you, you should just drink water whenever you're - get this - thirsty.

  John Green

  Glasses, Eight, Water

  John Green (2008). “An Abundance of Katherines”, p.37, Penguin

• 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 laughed. "I have an Augustus Waters fetish," I explained.

  John Green

  Kissing, Thinking, Hands

• 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 then 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.

  John Green

  Rocks, Sea, Water

  John Green (2012). “The Fault in Our Stars”, p.170, Penguin UK

• ‎These little contradictions are in all of us. They're in me at least. And so I forgot that I had been awake for 30 hours and kept walking, grateful to be a little boat full of water, still floating.

  John Green

  Grateful, Water, Floating

• You know how we make a Scotch and water in this home?" "No, sir," Gus said. "We pour Scotch into a glass and then call to mind thoughts of water, and then we mix the actual Scotch with the abstracted idea of water.

  John Green

  Home, Scotch, Glasses

  John Green (2012). “The Fault in Our Stars”, p.106, Penguin

• Augustus Waters died eight days after his prefuneral, at Memorial, in the ICU, when the cancer, which was made of him, finally stopped his heart, which was also made of him.

  John Green

  Cancer, Heart, Eight

  John Green (2012). “The Fault in Our Stars”, p.149, Penguin

• I nodded. I liked Augustus Waters. I really, really, really liked him. I liked the way his story ended with someone else. I liked his voice. I liked that he took existentially fraught free throws. I liked that he was a tenured professor in the Department of Slightly Crooked Smiles with a dual appointment in the Department of Having a Voice That Made My Skin Feel More Like Skin. And I liked that he had two names. I’ve always liked people with two names, because you get to make up your mind what you call them: Gus or Augustus? Me, I was always just Hazel, univalent Hazel.

  John Green

  Names, Two, Voice

  John Green (2012). “The Fault in Our Stars”, p.26, Penguin

• Augustus Waters was the great star-crossed love of my life. Ours was an epic love story, and I won’t be able to get more than a sentence into it without disappearing into a puddle of tears. Gus knew. Gus knows. I will not tell you our love story, because—like all real love stories—it will die with us, as it should.

  John Green

  Stars, Real, Epic

  John Green (2012). “The Fault in Our Stars”, p.168, Penguin UK

• The Red Wheelbarrow" by William Carlos Williams. So much depends upom a red wheel barrow glazed with rain water beside the white chickens.

  John Green

  Rain, White, Water

• There's no reason whatsoever to drink eight glasses of water a day unless you, for whatever reason, particularly like the taste of water

  John Green

  Glasses, Eight, Water

  John Green (2008). “An Abundance of Katherines”, p.37, Penguin

• "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

  Real, Water, Feelings

  John Green (2008). “Paper Towns”, p.245, Penguin

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