Augustus, perhaps youโd like to share your fears with the group.โ โMy fears?โ โYes.โ โI fear oblivion,โ he said without a momentโs pause. โI fear it like the proverbial blind man whoโs afraid of the dark.โ โToo soon,โ Isaac said, cracking a smile. โWas that insensitive?โ Augustus asked. โI can be pretty blind to other peopleโs feelings.
John GreenAnd so much depends, I told Augustus, upon a blue sky cut open by the branches of the trees above. So much depends upon the transparent G-tube erupting from the gut of the blue-lipped boy. So much depends upon the observer of the universe.
John GreenIn general-like not just in fiction but in life-it doesn't work out well when someone imagines someone else as a manic pixie dream girl or an Edward Cullen or anything other than a full, complex human being. That said, while I've tried to reflect that in my books, I don't think I've always succeeded, because I am always running up against my own insufficiencies and biases etc.
John Green