“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
“What am I at war with? My cancer. And what is my cancer? My cancer is me. The tumors are made of… — 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
“This is your war now.' I despised myself for the cheesy sentiment, but what else did I have? 'Some war,' he said… — 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
