“pageboy haircut, and I hadn’t even bothered to, like, brush it. Furthermore,” — John Green Copy Share Image
The sky is like a monochromatic contemporay painting, drawing me in its illusion of depth, pulling me up. — 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
“Of course, you pretend to be the author. You have to. You think, I now choose to go to lunch, when that… — John Green Copy Share Image
"Nothing ever happens like you imagine it will," she says. The sky is like a monochromatic contemporary painting, drawing me in with… — John Green Copy Share Image
“I was beginning to learn that your life is a story told about you, not one that you tell. Of course, you… — John Green Copy Share Image
If you were to go, and hopefully someday you will, you would see a lot of paintings of dead people. You'd see… — 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
