That was the worst part about having cancer, sometimes: The physical evidence of disease separates you from other people. — John Green Copy Share Image
Thank you for explaining that my eye cancer isn't going to make me deaf. I feel so fortunate that an intellectual giant… — John Green Copy Share Image
“My cancer is me. The tumors are made of me. They’re made of me as surely as my brain and my heart… — John Green Copy Share Image
“But, in fact, depression is not a side effect of cancer. Depression is a side effect of dying. - Hazel Grace Lancaster” — John Green Copy Share Image
“Augustus asked if I wanted to go with him to Support Group, but I was really tired from my busy day of… — John Green Copy Share Image
“Don't tell me you're one of those people who becomes their disease. I know so many people like that disheartening. Like, cancer… — John Green Copy Share Image
But of course there is always a hamartia and yours is that oh, my God, even though you HAD FREAKING CANCER you… — John Green Copy Share Image
But in AIA, Anna decides that being a person with cancer who starts a cancer charity is a bit narcissistic, so she… — John Green Copy Share Image
“I could feel everybody watching us, wondering what was wrong with us, and whether it would kill us, and how heroic my… — John Green Copy Share Image
Throughout the book, she refers to herself as "the side effect," which is just totally correct. Cancer kids are essentially side effects… — John Green Copy Share Image
Augustus Waters died eight days after his prefuneral, at Memorial, in the ICU, when the cancer, which was made of him, finally… — John Green Copy Share Image
“We are literally in the heart of Jesus,” he said. “I thought we were in a church basement, but we are literally… — John Green Copy Share Image
We live in a universe devoted to the creation, and eradication, of awareness. Augustus Waters did not die after a lengthy battle… — John Green Copy Share Image
“Some war,” he said dismissively. “What am I at war with? My cancer. And what is my cancer? My cancer is me.… — John Green Copy Share Image
I call my mom from the car. I tell her that Neutral Milk Hotel is playing at the Hideout and she says,… — John Green Copy Share Image
“I thought we were in a church basement, but we are literally in the heart of Jesus.” “Someone should tell Jesus,” I… — John Green Copy Share Image
We are literally in the heart of Jesus," he said. "I thought we were in a church basement, but we are literally… — John Green Copy Share Image
Tobin," Mom said disapprovingly. She wasn't a particularly funny person. It suited her professionally - I mean, you don't want your cancer… — John Green Copy Share Image
One of the pitfalls about writing about illness is that it is very easy to imagine people with cancer as either these… — John Green Copy Share Image
“Which meant there was quite a lot of competitiveness about it, with everybody wanting to beat not only cancer itself, but also… — John Green Copy Share Image
People talk about the courage of cancer patients, and I do not deny that courage. I had been poked and stabbed and… — John Green Copy Share Image
I tried to tell myself that it could be worse, that the world was not a wish-granting factory, that I was living… — John Green Copy Share Image
How are the eyes?' 'Oh, excellent,' he said. 'I mean, they're not in my head is the only problem.' 'Awesome, yeah,' Gus… — John Green Copy Share Image
Isaac out of surgery. It went well. He's officially NEC. NEC meant "no evidence of cancer." A second text came a few… — 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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
“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 Image
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 Image
“said to him quietly, as if I couldn’t hear or something. Dad was about to respond but I interrupted.” — John Green Copy Share Image
I believe humans have souls, and I believe in the conservation of souls. — John Green Copy Share Image
