“Gus: There are still bears out here. Black bears who feel no kinship to black men.” — Burton Guster Copy Share Image
Above us, the wind blew and the branching shadows rearranged themselves on our skin. Gus squeezed my hand. "It is a good… — John Green Copy Share Image
Augustus Waters was the great star-crossed love of my life. Ours was an epic love story, and I won’t be able to… — John Green Copy Share Image
Gus: "It tastes like..." Me: "Food." Gus: "Yes, precisely. It tastes like food, excellently prepared. But it does not taste, how do… — John Green Copy Share Image
I nodded. I liked Augustus Waters. I really, really, really liked him. I liked the way his story ended with someone else.… — John Green Copy Share Image
How are the eyes?' 'Oh, excellent,' he said. 'I mean, they're not in my head is the only problem.' 'Awesome, yeah,' Gus… — John Green Copy Share Image
Gus knew. Gus knows. I will not tell you our love story, because—like all real love stories—it will die with us, as… — John Green Copy Share Image
I love making things, like software, and films, and laughter. And working with Gus Silber, to make the Funny Business book, has… — Ronnie Apteker Copy Share Image
Socrates became a trendsetter. Other philosophers, including Plato and Aristotle and Gus, quickly followed suit, dropping their last names too. And, for… — Demetri Martin Copy Share Image
“Ironic, isn’t it?” Shawn said. “It’s not ironic at all,” Gus said. “Dude, it’s so like a black fly in your chardonnay.”… — William Rabkin Copy Share Image
“Good,’ he said. ‘Cause Maggie’s all the nightmare I can take.’ I smiled. ‘Gus, I never knew you dreamed of me.’ He… — Jessica Shirvington 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
Nothing (at least that can be done by humans) immortalizes anyone. The Fault in Our Stars will hopefully have a long and… — John Green Copy Share Image
“Once we'd balled up our burrito wrappers and tossed them into the trash, Jake and I walked several blocks from El Farolito… — Meg Donohue Copy Share Image
I love you present tense,” I whispered, and then put my hand on the middle of his chest and said, “It’s okay,… — John Green Copy Share Image
I was surprised. I'd always associated belief in heaven with, frankly, a kind of intellectual disengagement. But Gus wasn't dumb. — John Green Copy Share Image
I went on spouting bullshit Encouragements as Gus's parents, arm in arm, hugged each other and nodded at every word. Funerals, I… — John Green Copy Share Image
