We are engaged here in the most important pusuit in history. The search for meaning. What is What is the nature of… — John Green Copy Share Image
You are a side effect," Van Houten continued, "of an evolutionary process that cares little for individual lives. You are a failed… — John Green Copy Share Image
You don't remember what happened. What you remember becomes what happened. — John Green Copy Share Image
Only now that I loved a grenade did I understand the foolishness of trying to save others from my own impending fragmentation:… — John Green Copy Share Image
“I do not believe that she was only matter. The rest of her must be recycled, too. I believe now that we… — John Green Copy Share Image
Okay, maybe I'm not such a shitty writer. But I can't pull my ideas together, Van Houten. My thoughts are stars I… — John Green Copy Share Image
Are you currently at your house?" he asked. "Um, no," I said. "That was a trick question. I knew the answer, because… — 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
As the tide washed in, the Dutch Tulip Man faced the Ocean: "Conjoiner rejoinder poisoner concealer revelator. Look at it, rising 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
The pleasure of remembering had been taken from me, because there was no longer anyone to remember with. It felt like losing… — John Green Copy Share Image
"Patience, grasshopper," I counseled. "You don't want to seem overeager." "Right, that's why I said tomorrow," he said. "I want to see… — John Green Copy Share Image
The weird thing about houses is that they almost always look like nothing is happening inside of them, even though they contain… — John Green Copy Share Image
I think maybe the reason I have spent most of my life being afraid is that I have been trying to prepare… — John Green Copy Share Image
We all want to do something to mitigate the pain of loss or to turn grief into something positive, to find a… — John Green Copy Share Image
There's some people in this world who you can just love and love and love no matter what. — John Green Copy Share Image
I hadn’t read a real series like that since I was a kid, and it was exciting to live again in an… — John Green Copy Share Image
I'm a very introverted person. Nothing that's happened has changed that, but one of the reasons I write for teens is it's… — John Green Copy Share Image
I'm a grenade and at some point I'm going to blow up and I would like to minimize the casualties, okay? — John Green Copy Share Image
We were kissing. I thought: This is good. I thought: I am not bad at this kissing. Not bad at all. I… — John Green Copy Share Image
There's not even real *popularity* at my school." "That," Coli said emphatically, "is a sentence that has only ever been spoken by… — John Green Copy Share Image
Leaving feels good and pure only when you leave something important, something that mattered to you. Pulling life out by the roots.… — John Green Copy Share Image
You do not immortalize the lost by writing about them. Language buries, but does not resurrect. — 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
