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
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
Seriously, don't even get me started on my hot bod. You don't want to see me naked, Dave. Seeing me naked actually… — John Green 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
I'll fight it. I'll fight it for you. Don't you worry about me, Hazel Grace. I'm okay. I'll find a way to… — 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
“Some war,” he said dismissively. “What am I at war with? My cancer. And what is my cancer? My cancer is me.… — John Green Copy Share Image
Augustus, perhaps you’d like to share your fears with the group.” “My fears?” “Yes.” “I fear oblivion,” he said without a moment’s… — 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
“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
Late in the winter of my seventeenth year, my mother decided I was depressed, presumably because I rarely left the house, spent… — John Green Copy Share Image
“Hazel Grace, like so many children before you—and I say this with great affection—you spent your Wish hastily, with little care for… — 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
