She said, "It's not life or death, the labyrinth." "Um, okay. So what is it?" "Suffering," she said. "Doing wrong and having… — John Green Copy Share Image
Harry Potter isn’t real? Oh no! Wait, wait, what do you mean by real? Is this video blog real? Am I real… — John Green Copy Share Image
In general-like not just in fiction but in life-it doesn't work out well when someone imagines someone else as a manic pixie… — John Green Copy Share Image
Nerd girls are the world’s most underutilized romantic resource. And guys, do not tell me that nerd girls are not hot because… — John Green Copy Share Image
Augustus Waters was the great star-crossed love of my life. Ours was an epic love story, and I won’t be able to… — John Green Copy Share Image
Gus: "It tastes like..." Me: "Food." Gus: "Yes, precisely. It tastes like food, excellently prepared. But it does not taste, how do… — 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
The real heroes anyway aren't the people doing things; the real heroes are the people NOTICING things, paying attention. The guy who… — John Green Copy Share Image
I came here looking for a Great Perhaps, for real friends and a more-than-minor life.. — John Green Copy Share Image
Peeing is like a good book in that it is very, very hard to stop once you start. — John Green Copy Share Image
How are the eyes?' 'Oh, excellent,' he said. 'I mean, they're not in my head is the only problem.' 'Awesome, yeah,' Gus… — John Green Copy Share Image
You'll live forever in our hearts, big man. That particularly galled me, because it implied the immortality of those left behind: You… — John Green Copy Share Image
Francois Rabelais. He was a poet. And his last words were "I go to seek a Great Perhaps." That's why I'm going.… — John Green Copy Share Image
It always shocked me when I realized that I wasn’t the only person in the world who thought and felt such strange… — John Green Copy Share Image
“Thomas Edison's last words were "It's beautiful over there." I don't know where "there" is but I believe it's somewhere, and I… — John Green Copy Share Image
Gus knew. Gus knows. I will not tell you our love story, because—like all real love stories—it will die with us, as… — John Green Copy Share Image
The good times and the bad times both will pass. It will pass. It will get easier. But the fact that it… — John Green Copy Share Image
I find it really offensive when people say that the emotional experiences of teenagers are less real or less important than those… — John Green Copy Share Image
We have to live with ambiguity. We have to give ourselves over to it. The question is: How? How are we going… — John Green Copy Share Image
Support Group featured a rotating cast of characters in various states of tumor-driven unwellness. Why did the cast rotate? A side effect… — John Green Copy Share Image
“Some war,” he said dismissively. “What am I at war with? My cancer. And what is my cancer? My cancer is me.… — John Green Copy Share Image
Sunlight feels warm and rough against your skin like a kiss on the cheek from your dad. — John Green Copy Share Image
I kept thinking there were two kinds of adults: There were...miserable creatures who scoured the earth in search of something to hurt.… — 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
