She was not an adventure, she was not a fine and precious thing. She was a girl. — John Green Copy Share Image
I liked Augustus Waters. I really, really really liked him. I liked the way his story ended with someone else. I liked… — John Green Copy Share Image
She had the kind of eyes that predisposed you to supporting her every endeavor. — John Green Copy Share Image
And as we kept driving north, the whole family in the care together, it got darker, and snowier, until finally the road… — John Green Copy Share Image
Our lives are composed of a finite set of moments that we choose how to spend. — John Green Copy Share Image
I didn't even know what the feeling was, really, just that there was a lot of it. — 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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
“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 Image
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 Image
“said to him quietly, as if I couldn’t hear or something. Dad was about to respond but I interrupted.” — John Green Copy Share Image
I believe humans have souls, and I believe in the conservation of souls. — John Green Copy Share Image