“WHAT AM I GOING TO DO? Tiny shouts in my ear, and I want to say, "Hopefully, go find a guy who… — John Green Copy Share Image
“I finally decide I'm just going to stab him a thousand times with a ballpoint pen.” — John Green Copy Share Image
“I would lean forward and trace my hands down your arms and curve my neck into yours and let you turn into… — John Green Copy Share Image
“When you date someone, you have the markers along the way, right: You kiss, you have The Talk, you say the Three… — John Green Copy Share Image
The things you hope for the most are the things that destroy you in the end. — John Green Copy Share Image
“I'd pick you, I say. Fuck it, I do pick you. I want you to come over to my house in twenty… — John Green Copy Share Image
“Mom: 'I really have to stop doing this. I need to get a life.' I think she's directing this at herself, or… — 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
