I don't decide where I live. My wife decides. She's a curator of contemporary art, and she works at an art museum,… — John Green Copy Share Image
In the contemporary world where things fall apart, and the centre cannot hold, you have to imagine a community where there is… — John Green Copy Share Image
There's not a lot of room for un-ironic emotion in contemporary culture. I think that irony is an important tool in dealing… — John Green Copy Share Image
I'm a big believer in pairing classics with contemporary literature, so students have the opportunity to see that literature is not a… — John Green Copy Share Image
Nothing ever happens like you imagine it will," she says. The sky is like a monochromatic contemporary painting, drawing me in with… — John Green Copy Share Image
Saying 'I notice you're a nerd' is like saying, 'Hey, I notice that you'd rather be intelligent than be stupid, that you'd… — 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
