And so much depends, I told Augustus, upon a blue sky cut open by the branches of the trees above. So much… — John Green Copy Share Image
At least it was instant. At least there wasn't any pain." I knew he was only trying to help, but he didn't… — John Green Copy Share Image
He just waited until I stopped talking and said, 'Jesus, kid, you're almost a detective. All you need now is a gun,… — John Green Copy Share Image
Of course, sweetie," his mom said. "We'll be here all day. You just come down whenever you want and we love you… — John Green Copy Share Image
Something about telling that story made my gut grow back together." What?" Oh, nothing. Just thinking out loud." That's who you really… — John Green Copy Share Image
Issac:"I dislike living in a world without Augustus Waters." Computer: "I don't understand-" Issac: "Me neither. Pause — John Green Copy Share
She smiled with all the delight of a kid on Christmas morning and said, "Y'all smoke to enjoy it. I smoke to die." -… — John Green Copy Share
Neither novels or their readers benefit from any attempts to divine whether any facts hide inside a story. Such efforts attack the very idea… — John Green Copy Share
“Traffic's not too bad on Sheridan, and I'm cornering the car like it's the Indy 500, and we're listening to my favorite NMH song,… — John Green Copy Share
So I was ugly. I was never fat, really, and I never wore headgear or had zits or anything. But I was ugly. I… — John Green Copy Share
“said to him quietly, as if I couldn’t hear or something. Dad was about to respond but I interrupted.” — John Green Copy Share
“He was hot. A nonhotboy stares at you relentlessly and it is, at best, awkward and, at worst, a form of assault. But a… — John Green Copy Share
I think if you keep the box closed long enough you do kill the cat, actually. — John Green Copy Share
Imagining the future is a kind of nostalgia. (...) You spend your whole life stuck in the labyrinth, thinking about how you'll escape it… — John Green Copy Share
