When did we see each other face-to-face? Not until you saw into my cracks and I saw into yours. Before that, we… — John Green Copy Share Image
She spoke quietly then, the tiniest crack in her voice, and all at once Lacey Pemerton was not Lacey Pemberton. She was… — John Green Copy Share Image
He took a long drink, then grimaced. “I do not have a drinking problem,” he announced, his voice needlessly loud. “I have… — John Green Copy Share Image
But when it came right down to it, the skin of my wrist looked so white and defensless that I couldn't do… — John Green Copy Share Image
Margo says, "I know what she's talking about. The something deeper and more secret. It's like cracks inside of you. Like there… — 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
