Oh, I wouldn't mind, Hazel Grace. It would be a privilege to have my heart broken by you.
— John Green
Instructive Augustus Waters quotations
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.

Lonley, Vaguely pedophilic swing set seeks the butts of children.


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.
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.
Maybe 'okay' will be our 'always

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.
I'm in love with you, and I'm not in the business of denying myself the simple pleasure of saying true things.
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.

You should see it. V for Vendetta I mean. "I'll look it up." No. With Me. At my house. Now
Issac:"I dislike living in a world without Augustus Waters.
" Computer: "I don't understand-" Issac: "Me neither. Pause
The only person I really wanted to talk to about Augustus Water's death with was Augustus Waters.

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'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.
Only now that I loved a grenade did I understand the foolishness of trying to save others from my own impending fragmentation: I couldn’t unlove Augustus Waters. And I didn’t want to.

If you don't live a life in service of a greater good, you've gotta at least die a death in service of a greater good, you know? And I fear that I won't get either a life or a death that means anything.
He flipped himself onto his side and kissed me.
"You're so hot," I said, my hand still on his leg. "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.
Tell me my copy is missing the last twenty pages or something.
Hazel Grace, tell me I have not reached the end of this book. OH MY GOD DO THEY GET MARRIED OR NOT OH MY GOD WHAT IS THIS?!

i wanted more time so we could fall in love.
I believe humans have souls, and I believe in the conservation of souls.
Augustus Waters died eight days after his prefuneral, at Memorial, in the ICU, when the cancer, which was made of him, finally stopped his heart, which was also made of him.

You will not kill my girlfriend today, International Terrorists of Ambiguous Nationality!
We live in a universe devoted to the creation, and eradication, of awareness.
Augustus Waters did not die after a lengthy battle with cancer. He died after a lengthy battle with human consciousness, a victim - as you will be - of the universe's need to make and unmake all that is possible.
Augustus Waters," I said, looking up at him, thinking that you cannot kiss anyone in the Anne Frank House, and then thinking that Anne Frank, after all, kissed someone in the Anne Frank House, and that she would probably like nothing more than for her home to have become a place where the young and irreparably broken sink into love.

"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."
All at once, I couldn’t figure out why I was methodically tossing a spherical object through a toroidal object. It seemed like the stupidest thing I could possibly be doing.
According to the conventions of the genre, Augustus Waters kept his sense of humor till the end, did not for a moment waiver in his courage, and his spirit soared like an indomitable eagle until the world itself could not contain his joyous soul.

"And how are you feeling?" asked Patrick.
"Oh, I'm grand." Augustus Waters smiled with a corner of his mouth. "I'm on a roller coaster that only goes up, my friend."
I have an Augustus Waters fetish.
Observation: It would be awesome to fly in a superfast airplane that could chase the sunrise around the world for a while.

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.