Colin Singleton’s distance from his glasses made him realize the problem: myopia. He was nearsighted. The future lay before him, inevitable but… — John Green Copy Share Image
And yes, again, that was it exactly. A retyper and not a writer. A prodigy and not a genius. — John Green Copy Share Image
If people could see me the way I see myself - if they could live in my memories - would anyone love… — John Green Copy Share Image
“The problem with chameleoning your way through life is that it gets to the point where nothing is real.” — John Green Copy Share Image
“What is the point of being alive if you don't at least try to do something remarkable? How very odd, to believe… — John Green Copy Share Image
And the moral of the story is that you don't remember what happened. What you remember becomes what happened. And the second… — John Green Copy Share Image
Incidentally, did you know that the whole eight glasses a day thing is complete bullshit and has no scientific basis? So many… — John Green Copy Share Image
People thought he was a glutton for punishment, that he liked getting dumped. But it wasn't like that. He could just never… — John Green Copy Share Image
When it comes to girls (and in Colin's case, it so often did), everyone has a type. Colin Singleton's type was not… — 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
