John Green Wall Quotes & Sayings
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Breaking down that wall is the kind of story that might have a happy middle - oh, look, we broke down this wall, I'm going to look at you like a girl and you're going to look at me like a boy, and we're going to play a fun game called Can I Put My Hand There What About There What About There. — John Green
If anyone ever uses lol with me, i rip my computer right out of the wall and smash it over the nearest head. — John Green
It's all about falling
you land and get up so you can fall again
it's all about falling
i won't be afraid to hit that wall again — John Green
Me: "Touch the cave wall."
Computer: "You touch the cave wall. It is moist."
Isaac: "Lick the cave wall."
Computer: "I do not understand. Repeat?"
Me: "Hump the moist cave wall."
Computer: "You attempt to jump. You hit your head."
Isaac: "Not jump. HUMP."
Computer: "I don't understand."
Isaac: "Dude, I've been alone in the dark in this cave for weeks and I need some relief. HUMP THE CAVE WALL."
Computer: "You attempt to ju-"
Me: "Thrust pelvis against the cave wall."
Computer: "I do not-"
Isaac: "Make sweet love to the cave."
Computer: "I do not- — John Green
The gray paint peels off the wall in odd and beautiful patterns, each cracked polygon of paint a snowflake of decay. — John Green
And all at once I knew how Margo Roth Spiegelman felt when she wasn't being Margo Roth Spiegelman: she felt empty. She felt the unscaleable wall surrounding her. I thought of her asleep on the carpet with only that jagged sliver of sky above her. Maybe Margo felt comfortable there because Margo the person lived like that all the time: in an abandoned room with blocked-out windows, the only light pouring in through holes in the roof. Yes. The fundamental mistake I had always made - and that she had, in fairness, always led me to make - was this: Margo was not a miracle. She was not an adventure. She was not a fine and precious thing. She was a girl. — John Green
Almost all the wall posts, which arrived
nearly as fast as I could read them, were written by people I'd never met and whom he'd never
spoken about, people who were extolling his various virtues now that he was dead, even
though I knew for a fact they hadn't seen him in months and had made no effort to visit him. — John Green