Love Quotes From John Green Novels & Stories

He choked. "Then why do you feel odd when I show my love towards you? Why can't you believe that I love you too in the same way? All this question of who deserves what... it doesn't make any sense. When we love someone, we love them with all their flaws and all their virtues. Please don't say such things again." Damini looked away from him and sucked on her lower lip, trying to control her tears.

She instinctively clung to his hands, unwilling to let him fall into that cavern. He looked down at her touch, smiling faintly. “I’m going to say it first, Emma. To prove I really do trust you.” He closed his hands over hers, so they were clinging tightly to each other. He looked into her eyes. “I love you, Emma Green. I love you and I want you to love me back. I think you did, for a short while, but I fear I’ve killed it. I keep thinking if I can only keep you with me long enough, I hope I can bring it back”

The only thing he could do now was to quietly look at Carina from afar and pray for her health and happiness. … Another year passed. Just as the fireworks exploded in the sky above his head, Aster closed his eyes in pain and mumbled, "I wish that the only person in my heart forever shines as brightly as the stars above."

I looked at him. “Tell me.” He sat down slowly and said nothing. “Isn’t it better if she hates me than if I put her through torture?” I continued, my voice shaking. “My life is already a torture. Look at you—you’re just like her. You care more about the people you love than yourself. You’re stuck with me, even when I try to set you up on dates, you always escape. Your excuse is always that love will distract you from work. But love doesn’t always favor you. I know you say all those lies because you don’t want to leave me.”

A small smile appeared on my lips, seeing how the wrinkled paper was you could see how much thought he put into the words he would say today when he knows that he doesn't even need to say much to make my heart flutter. "It's about to be really cringy in here, so please bear with me", he said to the crowd with a nervous smile. The crowd let out small chuckles before he could begin, and so did I. "Hunter, before meeting you I was just another lost soul in the world searching for something that I didn't even know of. The first day I saw you, I thought it was gonna be the same typical boring day, but would you believe me if I said I felt something once our eyes met? Your fierce confident gaze ma

Introduction: Twist of Fate CANDICE "It always seems impossible until it's done." This quotation from Nelson Mandela rang in my mind as I read the mail that the Admission Committee of Harvard has sent me. I was almost lost of breath, and everything was still wistful even after reading the letter for the nth time. It was as if being the Speedy Reader of the class when I was in preparatory school was not enough because I still couldn't completely digest what this letter contains for me.

I laughed so much and couldn't help but burst out. "Cheesy is second name for Romantic. Those buildings of 100 floors, or a bungalow, some cars and plot areas won't give the essence of love, those things are at the end of the Jay just antics. The real loves relies in trees, " Grandpaa laughed to me and explained. While I still was sticked to my conclusion. "When these little things starts to make your heart flutter. When this beautiful green leaves make you wander to sniff the freshness and want to make you stare at water drops on grass leaves that means you are in love," He again said as I smile. "Yes Grandpaa!! This things are so so romantic. I wonder if Viktor planted any for me??"

Louis glanced up at me as I approached, already reaching out for his drink, noticing my scrunched-up face. “Don’t tell me you ran into John.” I nodded as he popped his soda can open. “What did he say?” “Nothing important.” Louis let out a noise, he didn’t completely believe it but he didn’t want to press any further. The seminar continued but I could barely focus. Not with the words John had said to me echoing endlessly in the back of my head. You’re wasting your time’ ‘He’ll never love someone like you’ My chest squeezed as my thoughts wandered to Amara, to the engagement she had mentioned. And my heart grew heavy with ache.

She had dark brown eyes. Her body was what we other girls just stare at and wish we could look like that. John, who was the guy at the door, was well built with muscles as hard as a rock. He had a warming smile but a look that said ‘DO NOT mess with me. Then there was Jack with his cute smile, but that was the only thing that was cute. His breath was a mixture of smoke and alcohol. A smell I will never get used to as it brings back the memories of days when I thought that there was a thing they called love.

"I have another one titled How do I love thee. Elizabeth Barret Browning. How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of being and ideal grace. I love thee to the level of every day’s Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light. I love thee freely, as men strive for right. I love thee purely, as they turn from praise. I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood’s faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death." She