She was not an adventure, she was not a fine and precious thing. She was a girl. — John Green Copy Share Image
You can't just make me different, and the leave. Because I was fine before. — John Green Copy Share Image
You can't just make me different, and then leave. Because I was fine before, Alaska. I was just fine with me and… — John Green Copy Share Image
“Yes. The fundamental mistake I had always made—and that she had, in fairness, always led me to make—was this: Margo was not… — John Green Copy Share Image
We just sat there quiet for a long time, which was fine, and I was thinking about way back in the very… — John Green Copy Share Image
I am a grenade," I said again. "I just want to stay away from people and read books and think and be… — John Green Copy Share Image
I call my mom from the car. I tell her that Neutral Milk Hotel is playing at the Hideout and she says,… — John Green Copy Share Image
I was blind and heart broken and didn't want to do anything and Gus burst into my room and shouted, "I have… — John Green Copy Share Image
It always happened like this: he would look and look for the keys to Satan’s Hearse and then finally he’d just give… — 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
