She had the kind of eyes that predisposed you to supporting her every endeavor. — John Green Copy Share Image
And okay, fair enough, but there is this unwritten contract between author and reader and I think not ending your book kind… — John Green Copy Share Image
I kind of conned you into believing you were falling in love with a healthy person. — John Green Copy Share Image
I worked hard to meet his eyes, even though they were the kind of pretty that’s hard to look at.. — John Green Copy Share Image
I have two kinds of Facebook friends: Those who know what 'DFTBA' means, and those who don't. — John Green Copy Share Image
Margo's beauty was a kind of sealed vessel of perfection--uncracked and uncrackable. — John Green Copy Share Image
I write about broken people who need other people in order to go on. But those are the only kind of people… — John Green Copy Share Image
For the longest time, it felt kind of like my chest was cracking open, but not precisely in an unpleasant way. — John Green Copy Share Image
If I ever end up being the kind of person who has one kid and seven bedrooms. Do me a favor and… — John Green Copy Share Image
It was kind of a beautiful day, finally real summer in Indianapolis, warm and humid - the kind of weather that reminds… — John Green Copy Share Image
Like the way the sun is right now, with the long shadows, and that kind of bright, soft light you get when… — John Green Copy Share Image
I always liked routine. I suppose I never found boredom very boring. I doubted I could explain it to someone like Margo… — John Green Copy Share Image
Me: "If you want me to be a teenager, don't send me to Support Group. Buy me a fake ID so I… — John Green Copy Share Image
Traveling, I am finding, teaches you a lot of things about yourself. For instance, I never thought myself to be the kind… — John Green Copy Share Image
Everybody was so kind. Strong, too. In the darkest days, the Lord puts the best people into your life.” “Quick, give me… — John Green Copy Share Image
She’s the kind of person who either dies tragically at twenty-seven, like Jimi Hendrix and Janis Joplin, or else grows up to… — John Green Copy Share Image
Breaking down that wall is the kind of story that might have a happy middle - oh, look, we broke down this… — John Green Copy Share Image
I couldn’t help but think about school and everything else ending. I liked standing just outside the couches and watching them—it was… — John Green Copy Share Image
Saying 'I notice you're a nerd' is like saying, 'Hey, I notice that you'd rather be intelligent than be stupid, that you'd… — John Green Copy Share Image
What can we do?" Mom asked again. I shrugged. But she kept asking, as if there were something she could do, until… — John Green Copy Share Image
Because it's kind of great, being an idea that everybody likes. But I could never be the idea to myself, not all… — John Green Copy Share Image
No, I don’t think you’re gonna be single forever, and also I don’t understand your obsession with romantic love. There are other… — John Green Copy Share Image
When you're writing a novel, you spend four years sitting in your basement and a year waiting for the book to come… — John Green Copy Share Image
I have spent my life falling. Not the kind that Tiny's talking about. He's talking about love. I'm talking about life. In… — John Green Copy Share Image
You can say a lot of bad things about Tiny Cooper. I know, because I have said them. But for a guy… — John Green Copy Share Image
Does he have ugly hands? Sometimes beautiful people have ugly hands." "No he has kind of amazing hands. — John Green Copy Share Image
His every syllable flirted. Honestly, he kind of turned me on. I didn't even know that guys could turn me on-not, like,… — John Green Copy Share Image
But I was not in the band, because I suffer from the kind of tone deafness that is generally associated with actual… — John Green Copy Share Image
Right, except I'm not going to lie to my mom, because what kind of (man) lies to his own mother? — John Green Copy Share Image
I have to tell you man, that my stalker meter is kind of registering in the red zone right now. — John Green Copy Share Image
Because it's kind of great, being an idea that everybody likes. But I could never be the idea to myself, not all… — 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
Witness also that when we talk about literature, we do so in the present tense. When we speak of the dead, we… — John Green Copy Share Image
The future will erase everything--there's no level of fame or genius that allows you to transcend oblivion. The infinite future makes that… — John Green Copy Share Image
I do my precalc homework, and then when I'm done I actually sit with the textbook for like three hours and try… — 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
