Love Quotes From John Green Novels & Stories

The way to love someone is to lightly run your fingers over that person's soul until you find a crack- and, then gently pour your love into that crack. -Unknown. |N I C O L A S| Everything lies. Except the eyes. But when her eyes green eyes locked with my grey ones I couldn't help but think that I have the same effect on her like she has on me and there could be nothing more tempting than this. After spending the day, it was time to go to bed and torture myself by thinking about with how many ways would I fuck her. Because there is nothing better to do when she is around. Even when she isn't. All I can think about is her and only her.

Olivia::"So what now ? " John:"There is no love without trust.I am glad that you left me because there I do deserve some one better.Now I feel free.Now I know I will be able to move on.Thank you for letting me free.There are two things that I doubt will hold me back.One is this our engagement ring you can have it and the second is a poem I wrote for you.I wanted to say it in front of everyone on out wedding but.....you know..... I love you for giving your heart to me

Sometimes, I can't understand why it opposes me rather than backing me up. But the truth be said. He is so handsome, actually, I cannot stop thinking about him. Actually his pretty green eyes. I love green because it describes nature. The moment I locked my eyes and his, it was like nothing was around me. It was as if I was in a forest, admiring its beauty and nature. "Hae," I heard and was being tapped. I snapped and looked at Ivy. "What?" I asked irritatingly. "Nothing dude. It is just that I am talking to you. Damn, I even called you but you were not answering," she said, making me that guilty for that.

You are too easy to be loved by someone but that person is not me. It makes my heart ache to write this letter because loving you is not my choice but leaving you is my choice. Hope you have a successful life ahead with a beautiful family who gives you more love that I can't give you. Maybe I was not enough for you. At last I am leaving my diary to you as my last gift. Thank you for loving me giving me the love that I want which I never get in my life Yours and yours only ANASTASIA __________________________________________________ I read it again and again and can't believe it.

You're selfless, loving, Gorgeous, hardworking, determined, talented, funny, cute and above all, you're the most amazing person I've ever known. "As for the last statement you made when you dropped on the floor, I just want to let you know that you and peanut are very special to me, You two are my greatest treasures and I can never say No to either of you. I love both of you more than I love me and I will always put you guys happiness before mine." "I'm sorry for everything. I love you too and I promise to always control my emotions." Wrenny voiced out. "You're forgiven and I'm deeply sorry too. I promise to be more considerate and more patient."

theater to take up some other, less dangerous occupation. I will love you if you drop your raincoat on the floor instead of hanging it up and I will love you if you betray your father. I will love you even if you announce that the poetry of Edgar Guest is the best in the world and even if you announce that the work of Zilpha Keatley Snyder is unbearably tedious. I will love you if you abandon the theremin and take up the harmonica and I will love you if you donate your marmosets to the zoo and your tree frogs to M. I will love you as the starfish loves a coral reef and as kudzu loves trees, even if the oceans turn to sawdust and the trees fall in the forest without anyone around to hear the

He said and licked my juice on his fingers without leaving a single drop. Then he gave me a lascivious wink and stepped forward. He pinched my red and hot cheeks gently. I downed my eyes not to look those dark lust filled eyes but he raised my head and our eyes locked. He looked seductive and i wholeheartedly fallen in his trap for me. "Do you want me to continue???....i am..." He slightly coughed in the middle of his words and said "I'm willing to give you sometime to change your decision..." His slight amount of gentle gesture towards me touched my heart and indeed, I love this care of him.

I muttered as I took it and tore the page. "What should I write." I used the pen to tap my chin “I left for work, thank you.." I stopped writing, what is wrong with you Tara, why are you thanking him? I tore the page again “Looking for me? I left for work." I wrote for the last time. I kept it on the center table and then head out of the house.

Beckham whispered from beside me, looking pretty pleased with herself as she added, "love is death." Ok, maybe Beckham needed Hawk's help more than I did. "Miss Green would probably have a heart attack if she heard that," I whispered back, making us chuckle. Although, it wasn't exactly a lie. Miss Green lit up like a Christmas tree whenever she spoke of love in class, which was basically every time. Even in the most depressing books, she still found a way to bring out the theme of love. It was pretty safe to say she was a hopeless romantic. But with her bubbly personality and kind nature, it was easy to overlook her semi-obsession with love.

In the tranquil embrace of the backyard garden, Johnathan's father, a wise and gentle soul, offered Ariella a glimpse into the lessons life had taught him. "You see, Ariella," he began, his voice carrying the wisdom of experience, "Love is a precious gift. It's a treasure we find in the hearts of those who walk alongside us on this journey. And when two souls intertwine, their love has the power to create something truly beautiful." Ariella listened, her eyes fixed on his face, cherishing every word. She realized that she was not only falling in love with Johnathan but also with the family that had molded him into the remarkable person he had become.