I am crying, he thought, opening his eyes to stare through the soapy, stinging water. I feel like crying, so I must… — John Green Copy Share Image
“I had not cried for Margo until then, but now finally I did, pounding against the ground and shouting because there was… — John Green Copy Share Image
It was not enough to be the last guy she kissed. I wanted to be the last one she loved. And I… — John Green Copy Share Image
“Where is my chance to be somebody's Peter Van Houten?' He hit the steering wheel weakly, the car honking as he cried.… — 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
