“We see out of ourselves through our cracks and into others through theirs.” — 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
“When did we see each other face-to-face? Not until you saw into my cracks and I saw into yours.” — John Green Copy Share Image
“Like, each of us starts out as a watertight vessel. And these things happen -- these people leave us, or don't love… — 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
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 there is all these time between when the cracks start to open up and when we finally fall apart. And it's… — John Green Copy Share Image
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
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
“Each of us starts out as a watertight vessel. And these things happen—these people leave us, or don't love us, or don't… — John Green Copy Share Image
“Once the vessel cracks open, the end becomes inevitable. But there is all this time inbetween when the vessel cracks open and… — John Green Copy Share Image
“But there is all this time between when the cracks start to open up and when we finally fall apart. And it's… — 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
