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8bc8ccc Maybe 'okay' will be our 'always hazel-grace John Green
f9d5480 I'm in love with you, and I know that love is just a shout into the void, and that oblivion is inevitable, and that we're all doomed and that there will come a day when all our labor has been returned to dust, and I know the sun will swallow the only earth we'll ever have, and I am in love with you. love john-green hazel-grace tfios John Green
e126e92 I'll fight it. I'll fight it for you. Don't you worry about me, Hazel Grace. I'm okay. I'll find a way to hang around and annoy you for a long time. love bittersweet hazel-grace the-fault-in-our-stars sweet sad John Green
ae54811 Thank you for explaining that my eye cancer isn't going to make me deaf. I feel so fortunate that an intellectual giant like yourself would deign to operate on me. john-green hazel-grace the-fault-in-our-stars John Green
ce407e3 "Augustus, perhaps you'd like to share your fears with the group." "My fears?" "Yes." "I fear oblivion," he said without a moment's pause. "I fear it like the proverbial blind man who's afraid of the dark." "Too soon," Isaac said, cracking a smile. "Was that insensitive?" Augustus asked. "I can be pretty blind to other people's feelings." isaac hazel-grace blind John Green
e4997e2 "I'm on a roller coaster that only goes up," he said. "And it is my privilege and my responsibility to ride all the way up with you," I said." hazel-grace the-fault-in-our-stars John Green
734853d Do you have a Wish?' he asked, referring to this organization, The Genie Foundation, which is in the business of granting sick kids one wish. 'No' I said. 'I used my Wish pre-Miracle.' 'What'd you do?' I sighed loudly. 'I was thirteen,' I said. 'Not Disney,' he said. I said nothing. 'You did not go to Disney World.' I said nothing. 'HAZEL GRACE!' he shouted. 'You did not use your one dying Wish to go to Disney World with your parents.' 'Also Epcot Center,' I mumbled. 'Oh, my God,' Augustus said. 'I can't believe I had a crush on a girl with such cliche wishes. disney-world hazel-grace the-fault-in-our-stars John Green
1ef3133 "Van Houten, I'm a good person but a shitty writer. You're a shitty person but a good writer. We'd make a good team. I don't want to ask you any favors, but if you have time - and from what I saw, you have plenty - I was wondering if you could write a eulogy for Hazel. I've got notes and everything, but if you could just make it into a coherent whole or whatever? Or even just tell me what I should say differently. Here's the thing about Hazel: Almost everyone is obsessed with leaving a mark upon the world. Bequeathing a legacy. Outlasting death. We all want to be remembered. I do, too. That's what bothers me most, is being another unremembered casualty in the ancient and inglorious war against disease. I want to leave a mark. But Van Houten: The marks humans leave are too often scars. You build a hideous minimall or start a coup or try to become a rock star and you think, "They'll remember me now," but (a) they don't remember you, and (b) all you leave behind are more scars. Your coup becomes a dictatorship. Your minimall becomes a lesion. (Okay, maybe I'm not such a shitty writer. But I can't pull my ideas together, Van Houten. My thoughts are stars I can't fathom into constellations.) We are like a bunch of dogs squirting on fire hydrants. We poison the groundwater with our toxic piss, marking everything MINE in a ridiculous attempt to survive our deaths. I can't stop pissing on fire hydrants. I know it's silly and useless - epically useless in my current state - but I am an animal like any other. Hazel is different. She walks lightly, old man. She walks lightly upon the earth. Hazel knows the truth: We're as likely to hurt the universe as we are to help it, and we're not likely to do either. People will say it's sad that she leaves a lesser scar, that fewer remember her, that she was loved deeply but not widely. But it's not sad, Van Houten. It's triumphant. It's heroic. Isn't that the real heroism? Like the doctors say: First, do no harm. The real heroes anyway aren't the people doing things; the real heroes are the people NOTICING things, paying attention. The guy who invented the smallpox vaccine didn't actually invented anything. He just noticed that people with cowpox didn't get smallpox. After my PET scan lit up, I snuck into the ICU and saw her while she was unconscious. I just walked in behind a nurse with a badge and I got to sit next to her for like ten minutes before I got caught. I really thought she was going to die, too. It was brutal: the incessant mechanized haranguing of intensive care. She had this dark cancer water dripping out of her chest. Eyes closed. Intubated. But her hand was still her hand, still warm and the nails painted this almost black dark blue and I just held her hand and tried to imagine the world without us and for about one second I was a good enough person to hope she died so she would never know that I was going, too. But then I wanted more time so we could fall in love. I got my wish, I suppose. I left my scar. A nurse guy came in and told me I had to leave, that visitors weren't allowed, and I asked if she was doing okay, and the guy said, "She's still taking on water." A desert blessing, an ocean curse. What else? She is so beautiful. You don't get tired of looking at her. You never worry if she is smarter than you: You know she is. She is funny without ever being mean. I love her. I am so lucky to love her, Van Houten. You don't get to choose if you get hurt in this world, old man, but you do have some say in who hurts you. I like my choices. I hope she likes hers." john-green hazel-grace the-fault-in-our-stars John Green
72695b0 "You should see it. V for Vendetta I mean. "I'll look it up." No. With Me. At my house. Now" hazel-grace John Green
76566ea the world wasn't made for us, we were made for the world indianapolis cancer hazel-grace tfios the-fault-in-our-stars John Green
d9490e7 "I can only hope," Julie said, turning back to Gus, "they grow into the kind of thoughtful, intelligent young men you've become." I resisted the urge to audibly gag. "He's not that smart," I said to Julie. "She's right. It's just that most really good-looking people are stupid, so I exceed expectations." "Right, it's primarily his hotness," I said. "It can be sort of blinding," he said. "It actually did blind our friend Isaac," I said. "Terrible tragedy, that. But can I help my own deadly beauty?" "You cannot." "It is my burden, this beautiful face." "Not to mention your body." "Seriously, don't even get me started on my hot bod. You don't want to see me naked, Dave. Seeing me naked actually took Hazel Grace's breath away," he said, nodding toward the oxygen tank. "Okay, enough," Gus's dad said." hazel-grace John Green
eaf0281 its a metephor, see: you put the killing thing right between your teeth but you dont give it the power to do its killing. hazel-grace John Green
0f26edc Don't worry. Worry is useless. I worried anyway thoughts hazel-grace worry John Green
187d386 The food was so good that with each passing course, our conversation devolved further into fragmented celebrations of its deliciousness: 'I want this dragon carrot risotto to become a person so I can take it to Las Vegas and marry it. humor john-green hazel-grace the-fault-in-our-stars John Green
ca4c095 "He shook his head, just looking at me. "What?" I asked. "Nothing," he said. hazel-grace John Green
dbe9451 "My name is Hazel. Augustus Waters was the great star-crossed love of my life. Ours was an epic love story, and I won't be able to get more than a sentence into it without disappearing into a puddle of tears. Gus knew. Gus knows. I will not tell you our love story, because-like all real love stories-it will die with us, as it should. I'd hoped that he'd be eulogizing me, because there's no one I'd rather have..." I started crying. "Okay, how not to cry. How am I-okay. Okay." I took a few deep breaths and went back to the page. "I can't talk about our love story, so I will talk about math. I am not a mathematician, but I know this: There are infinite numbers between 0 and 1. There's .1 and .12 and .112 and infinite collection of others. Of course, there is a Bigger infinite set of numbers between 0 and 2, or between 0 and a million. Some infinities are bigger than other infinities. A writer we used to like taught us that. There are days, many of them, when I resent the size of my unbounded set. I want more numbers than I'm likely to get, and God, I want more numbers for Augustus Waters than he got. But, Gus, my love, I cannot tell you how thankful I am for our little infinity. I wouldn't trade it for the world. You gave me a forever within the numbered days, and I'm grateful." best-book-ever hazel-grace John Green
72edaad I enjoy looking at beautiful people, and I decided a while ago not to deny myself the simpler pleasures of existence. beauty augustus-waters hazel-grace-lancaster john-green hazel-grace tfios the-fault-in-our-stars beautiful hazel John Green
cd7f5e1 He specialized in the murder of dreams, Hazel Grace... humor hazel-grace John Green
192b546 The real heroes anyway aren't the people doing things; the real heroes are the people NOTICING things, paying attention. The guy who invented the smallpox vaccine didn't actually invent anything. He just noticed that people with cowpox didn't get smallpox. death-and-dying romantic death cowpox smallpox cancer augustus-waters waters hazel-grace the-fault-in-our-stars grace beautiful hazel John Green
9c3634a There are infinite numbers between 0 and 1. There's .1 and .12 and .112 and an infinite collection of others. Of course, there is a bigger infinite set of numbers between 0 and 2, or between 0 and a million. Some infinities are bigger than other infinities... I cannot tell you how grateful I am for our little infinity. You gave me forever within the numbered days, and I'm grateful. numbers john-green hazel-grace infinities tfios math John Green
dac33bd I nodded. I liked Augustus Waters. I really, really, really liked him. I liked the way his story ended with someone else. I liked his voice. I liked that he took existentially fraught free throws. I liked that he was a tenured professor in the Department of Slightly Crooked Smiles with a dual appointment in the Department of Having a Voice That Made My Skin Feel More Like Skin. And I liked that he had two names. I've always liked people with two names, because you get to make up your mind what you call them: Gus or Augustus? Me, I was always just Hazel, univalent Hazel. gus hazel-grace-lancaster john-green hazel-grace the-fault-in-our-stars John Green
8d32b49 It felt like everything was rising up in me, like I was drowning in this weirdly painful joy, but I couldn't say it back. I just looked at him and let him look at me until he nodded, lips pursed and turned away, placing the side of his head against the window. love hazel-grace John Green
3803879 "Nothing," I said. "I'm just..." I couldn't finish the sentence, didn't know how to. "I'm just very, very fond of you." gus hazel-grace-lancaster john-green hazel-grace the-fault-in-our-stars John Green
6f72328 I want more numbers that I'm likely to get, and God, I want more numbers for Augustus Waters than he got. But, Gus, my love, I can not tell you thankful I am for our little infinity. I wouldn't trade it for the world. You gave me a forever within the numbered days, and I'm grateful. tifios hazel-grace-lancaster john-green hazel-grace John Green
5ac3ee2 The thought of you being removed from the rotation is not funny to me. gus hazel-grace-lancaster john-green hazel-grace the-fault-in-our-stars John Green
144d386 As I recall, you promised to CALL when you finished the book, not text. gus hazel-grace-lancaster john-green hazel-grace the-fault-in-our-stars John Green
5b6b52c Hi, I'm at the Speedway at Eighty-sixth and Ditch, and I need an ambulance. The great love of my life has a malfunctioning G-tube. gus hazel-grace-lancaster john-green hazel-grace the-fault-in-our-stars John Green
d8e6446 Sure, anyone can name fourteen dead people. But we're disorganized mourners, so a lot of people end up remembering Shakespeare, and no one ends up remembering the person he wrote Sonnet Fifty-five about. people augustus-waters hazel-grace-lancaster john-green hazel-grace tfios the-fault-in-our-stars hazel dead John Green
069e164 Augustus Waters was sitting on the front step as we pulled into the driveway. He was holding a bouquet of bright orange tulips just beginning to bloom. gus hazel-grace-lancaster john-green hazel-grace the-fault-in-our-stars John Green
5d4fc87 And then I crawled into his unmade bed, wrapping myself in his comforter like a cocoon, surrounding myself with his smell. I took out my cannula so I could smell better, breathing him and out, the scent fading even as I lay there, my chest burning until I couldn't distinguish among the pains. death hazel-grace sad John Green
5ee428c Idiotically, it occurred to me that my pink underwear didn't match my purple bra, as if boys even notice such things. gus hazel-grace-lancaster john-green hazel-grace the-fault-in-our-stars John Green
848c429 When was the last good kiss you had? gus hazel-grace-lancaster john-green hazel-grace the-fault-in-our-stars John Green
dbaf77b I fear oblivion fault-in-our-stars hazel-grace John Green
a21e9ac "Thank you for letting me hijack your wish', I said. 'Thank you for wearing that dress which is like whoa," he said." augustus-waters hazel-grace wish John Green
a564872 "I'm starting to think you have an amputee fetish" he answered, still kissing me. I laughed. "I have an Augustus Waters fetish" I explained." john-gree hazel-grace tfios John Green
c28ec8e "After I finished, there was quite a long period of silence as I watched a smile spread all the way across Augustus's face--not the little crooked smile of the boy trying to be sexy while he stared at me, but his real smile, too big for his face. "Goddamn," Augustus said quietly. "Aren't you something else." hazel-grace John Green
93effbd If I could just stay alive for a week, I'd know the unwritten secrets of Anna's mom and the Dutch Tulip Guy. gus hazel-grace-lancaster john-green hazel-grace the-fault-in-our-stars John Green
d1d0ca0 The walk felt long, but I kept telling my lungs to shut up, that they were strong, that they could do this. I could see him as I approached: His hair was parted neatly on the left side in a way that he would have found absolutely horrifying, and his face was plasticized. But he was still Gus. My lanky, beautiful Gus. death heart-breaking hazel-grace John Green
188018f Abraham Maslow, I present to you Augustus Waters, whose existential curiosity dwarfed that of his well-fed, well-loved, healthy brethren. john-gree hazel-grace tfios John Green
956c48f and I told myself -- as I've told myself before -- that the body shuts down then the pain gets too bad, that consciousness is temporary, that this will pass. But just like always, I didn't slip away. I was left on the shore with the waves washing over me, unable to drown. pain death hazel-grace sickness John Green
7b53e01 I could imagine it. I could remember it. But I couldn't see it again, and it occured to me that the voracious ambition of humans is never sated by dreams coming true, because there is always the thought that everything might be done better and again. dreams hazel-grace John Green
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