Quote John Green Novels & Stories

] John swept everyone with a serious gaze. "Alright, I'll give you the truth! Eve Green's special compound, extracted from toxic elements of herbal medicine, is strictly limited to specific groups. It has never entered the market. Do you want to know which specific group?" I scanned the faces of the jeering crowd. "Of course, we do! Don't try to come up with some excuse to fool the public!" John took his phone and showed everyone photo by photo. Each one more shocking than the last. Faces burned beyond recognition. Skin corroded by acid. Deep, jagged scars crisscrossing like nightmares.

Jayne said slightly proud before her face turned red and she looked the other way. “You mean that nerdy looking guy, who is mostly invisible even in a conversation of three people?” Eva joked. “Shut up, that’s not nice.” Jayne blushed harder John was a redhead from Ireland; a quite boy, always on his own or with his books. Jayne got to know him better when they were once grouped together for a science project and she noticed he was funny and nice. “I just admire him… and I just hope he’s the one to ask me.”

"Do you need us to call Ashton here, sweetie?" "Um no." I said, wiping a tear. "We- we broke up." The room became quiet. "Caleb," dad said. "Bring the shovel. We've got... some business to do." Caleb nodded. "Yeah, we do." And that, ladies and gentlemen, was how I gained a hatred for forest green eyes. But hey, I read somewhere that only 2% of the world's population had green eyes, so there might be a very little chance that I see another one again.

“He’s with the police, but that won’t stop us from destroying him. Pray for me and the boys.” His wife put her hands to her chest, closed her eyes and began an impromptu prayer. When she finished, Charles Green left the house, got into his old Buick and set off for the house of his friend Rudolph Miller, who was also getting ready at the time, checking and loading his Beretta 9mm pistol.

The guys and both Nana and Melissa was still having fun talking while waiting for Kath to return. "Hey Grey what are you doing? Stop looking at your phone right now. They've came here to talk to us. Come on.", Nike said. "Who was it?" Kyle asked. Grey then replied after, "Ow sorry sorry. My bu– I mean, a friend of mine was just texting me something. Sorry about that." "Look who we have here." John said. "Hi girls! How are you guys?" Reggie added. "Uh...hello?" The girls replied confusedly.

David caught that detail immediately. Interesting. “Hello, Mr. Grey,” John said, turning toward him. “I’m John Brown, CEO of Northstar Media.” Jabco shook his hand firmly, his movements controlled and unreadable. If David was showing respect to this man, Jabco wasn’t careless enough to act otherwise. “Hello, Mr. Brown,” Jabco replied. His eyes stayed on John for only a moment before drifting back to Riyana. His expression darkened slightly. She sat there calmly, as if they were complete strangers, as if there wasn’t years of history between them.

Besides stringent requirements for sunlight and temperature, there were also extremely high requirements for soil quality. However, John had grown the coffee plants to be green and lush. It could be seen that he had put in a lot of effort. “John, how have you been?” Today I was wearing casual clothes with a black windbreaker. Unlike my domineering and composed style when I wore a suit, I looked more cheerful and amiable. “Evan, how have you been?” He asked warmly as if he was greeting his grandson. Although John was over 90 years old, he looked up to be only sixties or seventies. He was hale and hearty. Dressed in white, he looked like an amiable and ordinary old man.

Jo asked this time as he stepped closer to the woman, leaving me. She answered, “Julius Greenwood.” *****

"It better be a good result! Do your best and treat her. If you can treat her, you'll be rewarded. If you can't, there's no need for your clinic to exist, understand?" Dr. John could feel the chills down his spine. "Don't worry. I'll do my best to treat Ms. Sutton."

On the news, the headlines were, "Green Company CEO Sabastian Green has donated millions of funds for the poor children in Vatician Country. People say that he was doing for the sake of his late wife." Jenny's jaw dropped after seeing this. She never expected that Sabastian Green would do that. Eating chips in her hand, Jenny read every news headline. Just after few minutes of watching, Jenny saw Sabastian Green on the screen. He was looking pale and thinner. Like he has gone for a hunger strike. His beard wasn't properly trimmed and he was looking like an old man. He was only 25!