When did we see each other face-to-face? Not until you saw into my cracks and I saw into yours. Before that, we… — John Green Copy Share Image
It is saying these things that keeps us from falling apart. And maybe by imagining these futures we can make them real,… — John Green Copy Share Image
“Think of a rainbow. It's one arc of light, but also seven differently colored arcs of light.” — John Green Copy Share Image
I believe in that line from An Imperial Affliction. 'The risen sun too bright in her losing eyes.' That's God, I think,… — 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
“the spring air just on the cold side of perfect, the late-afternoon light heavenly in its hurtfulness. a” — John Green Copy Share Image
It looked like an old painting, but real - everything achingly idyllic in the morning light - and I thought about how… — John Green Copy Share Image
“The afternoon light brightening the green in her eyes, her tan skin the last memory of fall” — John Green Copy Share Image
She is close enough to me that I can see her, because even now there is the outward sign of visible light,… — John Green Copy Share Image
The sun was a toddler insistently refusing to go to bed: It was past eight thirty and still light. — John Green Copy Share Image
The light filtered throught the leaves and pine needles above as if through lace, the ground spotted in shadow. — 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
