John Green Quotes

I'm not particularly fond of kissing strange men-contrary to popular belief.

I'd learned a long time ago that one of the finest weapons in my arsenal was my ability to invade personal space

Never kiss in public, but at home I am affectionate.

I find it hard to relax around any man who's got the second button on his shirt undone.

We don't kiss in public. It's not done.

Never ask a woman if you may kiss her. Instead, learn to read body language.

I think society is both something that's very real and very powerful, but on the whole quite problematic.

Eye contact was a delicate matter. A quarter second of a shared glance was a violation of agreements that made the city operational.

You will not! It's wrong." "What, kissing you, or kissing you in Pies and Stuff?

I feel much safer with girls, so I felt more comfortable kissing her in the movie than kissing any of the other people that I had to kiss.

What about Gale?" "He's not a bad kisser either," I say shortly. "And it was okay with both of us? You kissing the other?" He asks. "No. It wasn't okay with either of you. But I wasn't asking your permission," I tell him. Peeta laughs again, coldly, dismissively. "Well, you're a piece of work, aren't you?

A small man intoxicated by being allowed to run around with the big, aggressive, powerful boys after so many years as a corduroy-clad peacenik.

Even the most powerful women I know go out of their way to say that they're not really interested in power. Imagine a man saying that.

I went up to Meryl Streetp and said 'I love you so much I want to tongue kiss you' And she said 'OK'.

I should’ve been very cross with Anubis. Kissing me without permission—the nerve!

Imagine censors that wouldn't let you sit in a man's lap. I've been in more laps than a napkin!

Some things I never learned to like. I didn't like to kiss babies, though I didn't mind kissing their mothers.

I have a story here, and it dovetails with this. You won't believe this. At Ohio State, the Ohio State University, you have to know the rules before you decide to kiss somebody. Both sides have to know the rules. Not kidding.

All of us are subjected to somebody else's power at some point. So once in a while you kiss ass. So what? Either you make your peace with that early, or you end up living your life as a crank and a misfit.

It's all right for a perfect stranger to kiss your hand as long as he's perfect.

The nude thing, I don't know. It's sillier somehow. It's more like physical comedy. But kissing someone, it feels invasive to have everybody watching me.

If you chose to be with an abusive man, a powerful, abusive man, it reflects something about who you are and what you want for yourself.

Sexuality is so much more complex than our boobs. My sexuality isn't me as an object to be looked at. It's the way I say "hello" to somebody, the way I sit with somebody. A body is just a body. But we're really afraid of bodies. They hold a lot of power - I think that's why people can try to shame them so easily, because they are so powerful.

Because there is something in the touch of flesh with flesh which abrogates, cuts sharp and straight across the devious intricate channels of decorous ordering, which enemies as well as lovers know because it makes them both:---touch and touch of that which is the citadel of the central I-Am's private own: not spirit, soul; the liquorish and ungirdled mind is anyone's to take in any any darkened hallway of this earthly tenement. But let flesh touch with flesh, and watch the fall of all the eggshell shibboleth of caste and color too.

When a woman extends her hand for you to shake it, then you shake her hand. You do not turn it up and kiss it. And it is just so creepy. Because, you know, I handed it at this angle. I handed it at the handshake angle and so I'm not giving it to you to do whatever you want with it. I'm not loaning it to you. It's like if somebody borrowed your lawnmower and you're assuming they're going to use it to mow their lawn. You don't want to find out later they put it in the ocean!