Love Quotes From John Green Novels & Stories

I had never felt so safe around someone before and the simple connection between us was enough for me to feel completely comfortable with him. “You like the quiet, don’t you?” Giovanni nodded quickly at my question, before turning his head to me. “There’s nothing better than silence to create distance.” “Hmm… is that what they say?” We both smiled at the notion of silence, yet here we were interrupting it. “Supposedly, although I don’t think it works.” His bottle glass green eyes gazed down at me, tracing over my features. “I agree,” I matched his actions, focusing on his hypnotic green eyes that danced and glistened like seaweed in the ocean. “Distance makes the heart grow fonder.” My shoul

Sinclair says, turning me to his view and I raise my brows. "I wanted to go out of my way, " he pauses and lifts his hand to tuck a strand of my hair behind my ear. "I wanted to give you the most invaluable Christmas present and watch that smile appear on your face. I thought hard and deep, Little Greene. I was confused. I needed something that would show the love I have for you and how it keeps growing each passing day. I wanted to give something special, because you are to me, then I stopped thinking. Because you, Ashley Greene, will have the biggest smile on your face no matter what I give to you. You always do, and that's why I can never stop loving you. "

I’m bursting with love, tenderness, and happiness as I look into that green gaze. “Well hello, my beloved green-eyed girl.” “Hello, my love,” my entire universe smiles back at me.

He cleared his throat, reconsidered clearing it, and then went ahead. “My sister,” he said, “is proof that God loves a comeback.” Laughter. Murmurs. A few soft “amens.” Rory’s voice grew steady. “She taught me that love is not a lottery ticket. It’s a garden. You don’t win it—you tend it. And when frost takes it, you curse the sky, you brew some chicory, and you start again in spring.” He looked toward Ava, who looked up at the tent ceiling because it was easier than looking at the people who loved her or the man who might.

Green asked herself. The unread book on her hand since before, Green smiled at it, especially at quotation written on the cover. "For those who have been hurted in the past," stated the quotation. From the very first glance, the novel has intrigued her. Green laughed at herself, her past was not beautiful, she had a lot of bad memories, and to get to this point it was not easy for her. The gratitude she had expressed to herself was a form of appreciation for her enduring to this day.

Evan chimed in from the other side of the couch. “Then stay out of my head” Clark sneered at him. “Kinda hard not to when your pervy thoughts are just leaking into the mind link channel.” Evan cackled. “What kind of Wuthering Heights fantasy are you playing out in your head?” “You know I’m your Alpha right?” Clark asked threateningly. “Don’t make me command you to punch yourself.” “Oh please, lover boy.” Evan tossed the remote next to Clark and went to look for a strong drink. It was hard having to listen to the thoughts of a pining wolf all day.

I shrugged it off my mind, hoping it wasn't something worst. "John!" The voice called again. Before I could make any reaction or movement, something surprising happened. The leaves and trees all around us began to dry up. Everything slowly started dying. The sun I thought I saw turned dark as he sky got overridden in darkness. "Hades, he is here!" Green whispered anxiously turning over swiftly as her hair followed instantly. She raised a finger and a tree spawned. And suddenly the vanished from that area. "I have not even spend a day with you and I can already feel the waywardness that lies deep inside of you." "Why don't you take matters to your hand." "You have the power, you have the spar

“And if I refuse to answer your questions that deserve explanations, it would seem I disliked your requirements. And it would seem the act of ignoring a strange love from a strange lover… but I would feel so good to lean against you and feel your strength. So good to feel your arms close around me and know that for these few moments I am safe. I almost feel as if I could stay here with you forever. But I suspect the love of men in a party; it starts in good and ends in fiasco.” “Vivian,” John began. “A strange love from a strange lover should not be instantly rejected and neither would the request of the one who offered the love be rushed at. Love is a delicate thing, meant to be nurtured, a

But damn it. Her past was messy, maybe his too, she thought. But damn it. And she didn’t understand what was going on, she didn’t. But damn that too, damn that too. Because here was Love. right here, right now, thank God, here was Love. So damn everything else. “ Damn everything else.” she whispered, when there lips parted, his forehead against hers, “ Damn everything else, my Love, Damn everything else.” said Bryan.

"Our love will guide us, and our actions will speak louder than any words." Violet's heart swelled, her fingers tightening around Mateo's. With each passing moment, she felt the weight of her choices, the significance of their union. In the depths of the grove, amidst the whispering leaves and the watchful gaze of nature, they had found solace, purpose, and a love that defied all odds.