John Green, Will Grayson, Will Grayson
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"Not to sound like a jerk, but Jane isn't really my type. Her hair's kinda disastrously curly and she mostly hangs out with guys. My type's a little girlier. And honestly, I don't even like my type of girl that much, let alone other types. Not that I'm asexual or something - I just find Romance Drama unbearable."
"Keeping the box closed just keeps you in the dark, not the universe... but failing to open the box doesn't kill the cat."
"I know love is real because I feel it."
"Because you're my friend, wingnut."
"When I was little, my dad used to tell me, "Will, you can pick your friends, and you can pick your nose, but you can't pick your friends nose."
"I'd pick you, I say. Fuck it, I do pick you. I want you to come over to my house in twenty years with your dud and your adopted kids and I want our fucking kids to hang out and I want to, like, drink wine and talk about the Middle East or whatever the fuck we're gonna want to do when we're old. We've been friends too long to pick, but if we could pick, I'd pick you."
"It's hard to believe in coincidence, but it's even harder to believe in anything else."
"still, what could i say? that i didn't just feel depressed - instead, it was like the depression was the core of me, of every part of me, from my mind to my bones? that if he got blue, i got black? that i hated those pills so much, because i knew how much i relied on them to live?"
"weltschmerz. it's the depression you feel when the world as it is does not line up with the world as you think it should be"
"i am constantly torn between killing myself and killing everyone around me.those seem to be the two choices. everything else is just killing time."
"i am constantly torn between killing myself and killing everyone around me. those seem to be the two choices. everything else is just killing time"
"i am constantly torn between killing myself and killing everyone around me. those seem to be the two choices. everything else is just killing time."
"Tiny is saying, "If you can't trust your gut then what can you trust?" And I say, "You can trust that caring, as a rule, ends poorly," which is true. Caring doesn't sometimes lead to misery. It always does."
"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. You don't scoot to the edge of the bed and look down to make sure the floor is there. The floor is always there. Until it's not."
"you can pick your friends, and you can pick your nose, but you can't pick your friends nose."
"You can pick your friends, and you can pick your nose, but you can't pick your friends nose."
"... because Mr. Applebaum, who is ostensibly teaching us precalculus but is mostly teaching me that pain and suffering must be endured stoically, says, "You feel what, Tiny?"."
"She’s adorable .” “How would you know?” “I’m gay, not blind. Her hair’s all poofy and she’s got a great nose. I mean, a great nose. And, what? What do you people like? Boobs? She seems to have boobs. They seem to be of approximately normal boob size. What else do you want?"
"I just want you to be happy. If that’s with me or with someone else or with nobody. I just want you to be happy."
"I'm so proud of you that it makes me proud of me. I hope you know that."
"In the ensuing silence, I have the time to contemplate the word cute – how dismissive it is, how it’s the equivalent of calling someone little, how it makes a person into a baby, how the word is a neon sign burning through the dark reading, “Feel Bad About Yourself."
"You could hold me and I could hold you. And it would be so peaceful. Completely peaceful. Like the feeling of sleep, but awake in it together."
"Your professional physicist opinion?" I ask.She smiles. "I believe the cat to be alive. And what says my esteemed colleague?""Alive," I say."
"I've never known before what it feels like to want someone - not to want to hook up with them or whatever, but to want them, to want them. And now I do. So maybe I do believe in epiphanies."
"She has enough black eyeliner on to outline a corpse, and her skin's so pale she looks like she's just broken dawn."