Muhammad brought the promise that anyone could find fulfillment and everlasting life through allegiance to the one true God. The Buddah held… — John Green Copy Share Image
And as paralyzing and upsetting as all the never agains were, the final leaving felt perfect. Pure. The most distilled possible form… — John Green Copy Share Image
What do you mean by meant? Given the final futility of our struggle, is the fleeting jolt of meaning that art gives… — John Green Copy Share Image
Given the final futility of our struggle, is the fleeting jolt of meaning that art gives us valuable? Or is the only… — John Green Copy Share Image
Because everybody who has ever lost their way in life has felt the nagging insistence of that question. At some point we… — John Green Copy Share Image
And as paralyzing and upsetting as all the never agains were, the final leaving felt perfect. Pure. The most distilled possible form… — John Green Copy Share Image
I knew that time would now pass for me differently than it would for him—that I, like everyone in that room, would… — John Green Copy Share Image
And so that is the question I leave you with in this final: What is your cause for hope? — 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
