And then something invisible snapped insider her, and that which had come together commenced to fall apart. — John Green Copy Share Image
“In the beginning, she had hauted me, haunted my dreams, but even now, just weeks later, she was slipping away, falling apart… — John Green Copy Share Image
“Because memories fall apart, too. And then you're left with nothing, left not even with a ghost but with its shadow. In… — John Green Copy Share Image
It is saying these things that keeps us from falling apart. And maybe by imagining these futures we can make them real,… — John Green Copy Share Image
And I will forget her, yes. That which came together will fall apart slowly, but she will forgive my forgetting, just as… — 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
“Someday no one will remember that she ever existed. Because memories fall apart, too. And then you're left with nothing, left not… — John Green Copy Share Image
Everything that comes together falls apart. Everything. The chair I’m sitting on. It was built, and so it will fall apart. I’m… — John Green Copy Share Image
“eveything that comes together, falls apart," the Old Man said. "Everything. the chair I'm sitting on. It was built, and so it… — John Green Copy Share Image
We are all going, I thought, and it applies to turtles and turtlenecks, Alaska the girl and Alaska the place, because nothing… — John Green Copy Share Image
Someday no one will remember that she ever existed, I wrote in my notebook, and then, or that I did. Because memories… — 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
