Even with everything broken and decided inside her she couldn't quite allow herself to disappear for good. — John Green Copy Share Image
My heart is really pounding," I said. "That's how you know you're having fun," Margo said. — John Green Copy Share Image
I would always love Alaska Young, my crooked neighbor, with all my crooked heart. — John Green Copy Share Image
Because no one thought she was a person, she had no one to really talk to. — 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
You shall love your neighbour With your crooked heart, It says so much about love and brokenness -- it's perfect. — John Green Copy Share Image
The times that were most fun seemed always to be followed by sadness now, because it was when life started to feel… — John Green Copy Share Image
“When she fucked up all those years ago, just a little girl terrified into paralysis, she fell onto the enigma of herself.” — John Green Copy Share Image
She spoke quietly then, the tiniest crack in her voice, and all at once Lacey Pemerton was not Lacey Pemberton. She was… — John Green Copy Share Image
“So she became impulsive, scared by her inaction into perpetual action [...] She was scared, sure. But more importantly, maybe she'd been… — John Green Copy Share Image
“A series of experimental tortures that increased the misery of her days without increasing the number of them.” — John Green Copy Share Image
At the end, we brought her to New York, where I was living, for a series of experimental tortures that increased the… — John Green Copy Share Image
“She felt like her whole body was one big network of streamers. If they connected right now, she imagined it would feel… — John Green Copy Share Image
You'll live forever in our hearts, big man. That particularly galled me, because it implied the immortality of those left behind: You… — 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
“I thought we were in a church basement, but we are literally in the heart of Jesus.” “Someone should tell Jesus,” I… — John Green Copy Share Image
“And what is an "instant" death anyway? How long is an instant? Is itone second? Ten? The pain of those seconds must… — John Green Copy Share Image
We are literally in the heart of Jesus," he said. "I thought we were in a church basement, but we are literally… — 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
All along — not only since she left, but for a decade before — I had been imagining her without listening, without… — John Green Copy Share Image
And then something invisible snapped insider her, and that which had come together commenced to fall apart. — 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
Augustus Waters died eight days after his prefuneral, at Memorial, in the ICU, when the cancer, which was made of him, finally… — John Green Copy Share Image
Home is Where the Heart Is, Good Friends Are Hard to Find and Impossible to Forget. True Love is Born from Hard… — John Green Copy Share Image
“He wanted her to call; he wanted her to miss him; but as it turned out, he was okay. He'd never found… — 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