Quotes from John Green, Looking for Alaska

Because you simply cannot draw these things out forever. At some point, you just pull off the Band-Aid and it hurts, but then it's over and you're relieved.

We need never be hopeless because we can never be irreperably broken.

Y'all smoke to enjoy it. I smoke to die.

And we'll call you...hmmm. Pudge.""Huh?""Pudge, " the Colonel said. "Because you're skinny. It's called irony, Pudge. Heard of it? Now, let's go get some cigarettes and start this year off right.

The prank is entitled "Subverting the Patriarchal Paradigm".

What the hell is instant? Nothing is instant. Instant rice takes five minutes, instant pudding in an hour.

We have to forgive to survive in this labyrinth [of suffering]

We need never to be hopeless, because we can never be irreparably broken.

Imagining that future keeps you going, but you never do it. You just use the future to escape the present.

I was not religious, but I liked rituals. I liked the idea of connecting an action with remembering.

Suffering is universal. It's the one thing Buddhists, Christians, and Muslims are all worried about

You can't burn down a made-up place.

The only way out of the labyrinth of suffering is to forgive.

At some point we all look up and realize we are lost in a maze.

This is unbearable ... God. These books she'll never read. Her Life's Library.

I knew that I would know more dead people. The bodies pile up. Could there be a space in my memory for each of them, or would I forget a little of Alaska every day for the rest of my life?

I came here looking for a Great Perhaps, for real friends and a more-than-minor life..

He was gone and did not have time to tell him what I had just now realized: that I forgave him, and that she forgave us, and that we had to forgive to survive in the labyrinth.

I'm sorry. I know you loved her. It was hard not to.

I was caught in a love triangle with one dead side.

If people were rain I was a drizzle and she was a hurricane.

..if people were rain, I was drizzle and she was ahurricane.

You shall love your neighbourWith your crooked heart, It says so much about love and brokenness -- it's perfect.

The times that were most fun seemed always to be followed by sadness now, because it was when life started to feel like it did when she was with us that we realized how utterly gone she was.