YOU are valuable and rare and worthy of love.
Interpretation
This quote emphasizes the inherent worth and uniqueness of every individual, underscoring their deservingness of love.
In this quote, John Green conveys the important message that each person possesses intrinsic value, is unique, and is deserving of love. It serves as a reminder that self-worth is not dependent on external validation, and everyone should recognize their own significance and the love they deserve from themselves and others.
In practice
Sharing this quote during a mental health awareness speech.
Always' was a promise! How can you just break the promise?" "Sometimes people don't always 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?" I didn't answer. I didn't have an answer. But I thought that if true love did exist, that was a pretty good definition of it.
Augustus Waters was the great star-crossed love of my life. Ours was an epic love story, and I won’t be able to get more than a sentence into it without disappearing into a puddle of tears. Gus knew. Gus knows. I will not tell you our love story, because—like all real love stories—it will die with us, as it should.
I find it really offensive when people say that the emotional experiences of teenagers are less real or less important than those of adults. I am an adult, and I used to be a teenager, and so I can tell you with some authority that my feelings then were as real as my feelings are now.
I don't think pandemics make us afraid of death, I think they make us afraid of oblivion. They force us to grapple with the futility of effort. Also they make us barf which isn't fun either... Wash your hands, cover your coughs, and find a way to hold in balance the futility of effort with the necessity to struggle.
So often we try to make other people feel better by minimizing their pain, by telling them that it will get better (which it will) or that there are worse things in the world (which there are). But that's not what I actually needed. What I actually needed was for someone to tell me that it hurt because it mattered. I have found this very useful to think about over the years, and I find that it is a lot easier and more bearable to be sad when you aren't constantly berating yourself for being sad.
We kiss. Her hands are freezing on my face, and she tastes like coffee and the smell of the onion is still stuck in my nose, and my lips are all dry from the endless winter. And it's awesome.
In all human sorrow nothing gives comfort but love and faith, and that in the sight of Christ's compassion for us no sorrow is trifiling.
I like a man who's good, but not too good - for the good die young, and I hate a dead one.
And what is a kiss, specifically? A pledge properly sealed, a promise seasoned to taste, a vow stamped with the immediacy of a lip, a rosy circle drawn around the verb 'to love.' A kiss is a message too intimate for the ear, infinity captured in the bee's brief visit to a flower, secular communication with an aftertaste of heaven, the pulse rising from the heart to utter its name on a lover's lip: 'Forever.
There are lovers content with longing. I’m not one of them.
If God wishes to reveal the love that he harbors for the world, this love has to be something that the world can recognize, in spite of, or in fact in, its being wholly other.
Titus Andronicus, my lord the Emperor_x000D_ _x000D_ Sends thee this word, that, if thou love thy sons,_x000D_ _x000D_ Let Marcus, Lucius, or thyself, old Titus,_x000D_ _x000D_ Or any one of you, chop off your hand_x000D_ _x000D_ And send it to the King: he for the same_x000D_ _x000D_ Will send thee hither both thy sons alive,_x000D_ _x000D_ And that shall be the ransom for their fault.
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