“I can only hope,” Julie said, turning back to Gus, “they grow into the kind of thoughtful, intelligent young men you’ve become.”… — John Green Copy Share Image
“I'm starting to think you have an amputee fetish" he answered, still kissing me. I laughed. "I have an Augustus Waters fetish"… — John Green Copy Share Image
Oh, I wouldn't mind, Hazel Grace. It would be a privilege to have my heart broken by you. — John Green Copy Share Image
People talk about the courage of cancer patients, and I do not deny that courage. I had been poked and stabbed and… — John Green Copy Share Image
“I want more numbers that I'm likely to get, and God, I want more numbers for Augustus Waters than he got. But,… — John Green Copy Share Image
Nothing,” I said. “I’m just…” I couldn’t finish the sentence, didn’t know how to. “I’m just very, very fond of you. — John Green Copy Share Image
Wow,” I said. “Are you making this up?” “Hazel Grace, could I, with my meager intellectual capacities, make up a letter from… — John Green Copy Share Image
“I enjoy looking at beautiful people, and I decided a while ago not to deny myself the simpler pleasures of existence.” — John Green Copy Share Image
“Augustus Waters was sitting on the front step as we pulled into the driveway. He was holding a bouquet of bright orange… — John Green Copy Share Image
According to Maslow, I was stuck on the second level of the pyramid, unable to feel secure in my health and therefore… — John Green Copy Share Image
“Sure, anyone can name fourteen dead people. But we're disorganized mourners, so a lot of people end up remembering Shakespeare, and no… — John Green Copy Share Image
“Thank you for letting me hijack your wish', I said. 'Thank you for wearing that dress which is like whoa," he said.” — John Green Copy Share Image
“I'm in love with you, and I know that love is just a shout into the void, and that oblivion is inevitable,… — John Green Copy Share Image
It felt like everything was rising up in me, like I was drowning in this weirdly painful joy, but I couldn't say… — John Green Copy Share Image
“I could imagine it. I could remember it. But I couldn't see it again, and it occured to me that the voracious… — John Green Copy Share Image
Idiotically, it occurred to me that my pink underwear didn’t match my purple bra, as if boys even notice such things. — John Green Copy Share Image
Agustus asked if I wanted to go with him to Support Group, but I was really tired from my busy day of… — John Green Copy Share Image
“My name is Hazel. Augustus Waters was the great star-crossed love of my life. Ours was an epic love story, and I… — John Green Copy Share Image
Thank you for explaining that my eye cancer isn't going to make me deaf. I feel so fortunate that an intellectual giant… — John Green Copy Share Image
“He shook his head, just looking at me. "What?" I asked. "Nothing," he said. "Why are you looking at me like that?"… — John Green Copy Share Image
“Abraham Maslow, I present to you Augustus Waters, whose existential curiosity dwarfed that of his well-fed, well-loved, healthy brethren.” — John Green Copy Share Image
Hazel Grace,” he said. “Hi,” I said. “How are you?” “Grand,” he said. “I have been wanting to call you on a… — John Green Copy Share Image
