#green

I was always shocked when I went to the doctor's office and they did my X-ray and didn't find that I had eight more ribs than I should have or that my blood was the color green. ↗

— Nicolas Cage

#always #blood #color #did #doctor

Salzburg... is a mountain town with a rushing river running right through the center, everything in the rain various shades of green and brown. ↗

— Jonathan Carroll

#center #everything #green #mountain #rain

My background did not start with the East Side; it started with Greenwich Village, which is West Side. ↗

— Gregory Corso

#did #east #east side #greenwich #greenwich village

Beauty, sweet love, is like the morning dew, Whose short refresh upon tender green, Cheers for a time, but till the sun doth show And straight is gone, as it had never been. ↗

— Samuel Daniel

#been #cheers #dew #doth #gone

You could cover the whole earth with asphalt, but sooner or later green grass would break through. ↗

— Ilya Ehrenburg

#could #cover #earth #grass #green

The Green Man has also become synonymous with Cernunnos, the Celtic horned God, often portrayed in Celtic art as part man, part stag, who roams the greenwood wild and free. He is a character of strength and power, but often sadly mistaken for the devil by the Christian fraternity due to his horned appearance. ↗

— Carole Carlton

#carole-carlton #celtic-hroned-good #cernunnos #imbolc #irish-celts

Sometimes people don't understand the promises they're making when they make them," I said. Isaac shot me a look. "Right, of course. But you keep the promise anyway. That's what love is. Love is keeping the promise anyway. Don't you believe in true love? ↗

— John Green

#love #promises #the-fault-in-our-stars #young-adult #love

It seemed like forever ago, like we'd had this brief but still infinite forever. Some infinities are bigger than other infinities. ↗

— John Green

#the-fault-in-our-stars #ya #ya

I did some research on this a couple years ago," Augustus continued. "I was wondering if everybody could be remembered. Like, if we got organized, and assigned a certain number of corpses to each living person, would there be enough living people to remember all the dead people?" "And are there?" "Sure, anyone can name fourteen dead people. But we're disorganized mourners, so a lot of people end up remembering Shakespeare and no one ends up remembering the person he wrote Sonnet Fifty-five about ↗

— John Green

#the-fault-in-our-stars #ya #ya

I kind of conned you into believing you were falling in love with a healthy person. ↗

— John Green

#the-fault-in-our-stars #love