So I walked back to my room and collapsed on the bottom bunk, thinking that if people were rain, I was drizzle… — John Green Copy Share Image
Poetry is just so emo." he said. "Oh, the pain. The pain. It always rains. In my soul. — John Green Copy Share Image
I really like umbrellas. It's like, I have a roof! I carry it with me! Umbrellas always amuse me. — John Green Copy Share Image
“I suppose we could use some rain,” and the Colonel looked up at the low clouds coming in fast and threatening, and… — John Green Copy Share Image
The Red Wheelbarrow" by William Carlos Williams. So much depends upom a red wheel barrow glazed with rain water beside the white… — John Green Copy Share Image
I wanted so badly to lie down next to her on the couch, to wrap my arms around her and sleep... Just… — John Green Copy Share Image
And I don't really have anyone upon whom I want to rain down my wrath," I said, because in truth I didn't.… — John Green Copy Share Image
“I don't know the word for the feeling if there is one, but it's that feeling you get - or I hope… — 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
