John Green, Will Grayson, Will Grayson

"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."

"... 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"."

"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."

"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."

"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 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."

"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"

"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?"

"It's hard to believe in coincidence, but it's even harder to believe in anything else."

"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."

"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."

"Because you're my friend, wingnut."

"Keeping the box closed just keeps you in the dark, not the universe... but failing to open the box doesn't kill the cat."

"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."

"he is both the source of my happiness and the one i want to share it with. i have to believe that’s a sign."

"When things break, it's not the actual breaking that prevents them from getting back together again. It's because a little piece gets lost - the two remaining ends couldn't fit together even if they wanted to. The whole shape has changed."

"NO. No no no. I don't want to screw you. I just love you. When did who you want to screw become the whole game? Since when is the person you want to screw the only person you get to love? It's so stupid, Tiny! I mean, Jesus, who even gives a fuck about sex?! People act like it's the most important thing humans do, but come on. How can our sentient fucking lives revolve around something slugs can do. I mean, who you want to screw and whether you screw them? Those are important questions, I guess. But they're not that important. You know what's important? Who would you die for? Who do you wake up at five forty-five in the morning for even though you don't even know why he needs you? Whose drunken nose would you pick?!"