The easiest way to solve a mystery is to decide that there is no mystery to solve. — John Green Copy Share Image
So we gave up. I'd finally had enough of chasing after a ghost who did not want to be seen. We'd failed,… — John Green Copy Share Image
Margo always loved mysteries. And in everything that came afterward, I could never stop thinking that maybe she loved mysteries so much… — John Green Copy Share Image
“I don't understand why you're so obsessed with figuring out everything that happens here, like we have to unravel every mystery.” — John Green Copy Share Image
“Ben, if you get pee in my brand-new car, I am going to cut your balls off." Still peeing, Ben looks over… — John Green Copy Share Image
That's the mystery, isn't it? Is the labyrinth living or dying? Which is he trying to escape---the world or the end of… — John Green Copy Share Image
Colin did not laugh. Instead he thought, Tampons have strings? Why? Of all the major human mysteries - God, the nature of… — John Green Copy Share Image
Too pissed off to cry, I said, 'This is only making me hate her. I don't want to hate her. And what's… — John Green Copy Share Image
Her underwear, her jeans, the comforter, my corduroys and my boxers between us, I thought. Five layers, and yet I felt it,… — 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
