I liked that he was a tenured professor in the Department of Slightly Crooked Smiles with a dual appointments in the Department of Having a Voice that Made My Skin Feel More Like Skin.— John Green
Fantastic Hazel Grace quotations
In the end, only three things matter: how much you loved, how greatly you lived, and how gracefully you let go of things not meant for you.
Oh, I wouldn't mind, Hazel Grace. It would be a privilege to have my heart broken by you.
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.
Happiness cannot be traveled to, owned, earned, worn or consumed. Happiness is the spiritual experience of living every minute with love, grace and gratitude.
Lonley, Vaguely pedophilic swing set seeks the butts of children.
As he read, I fell in love the way you fall asleep: slowly, and then all at once.
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.
Courage is grace under pressure.
You gave me a forever within the numbered days, and I'm grateful.
Without Pain, How Could We Know Joy?
All salvation is temporary," Augustus shot back.
"I bought them a minute. Maybe that's the minute that buys them an hour, which is the hour that buys them a year. No one's gonna buy them forever, Hazel Grace, but my life bought them a minute. And that's not nothing.
I pray that you all put your shoes way under the bed at night so that you gotta get on your knees in the morning to find them. And while you're down there thank God for grace and mercy and understanding.
the existence of broccoli does not in any way affect the taste of chocolate
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.
Maybe 'okay' will be our 'always
Grace has the ability to change anything at anytime.
You don't get to choose if you get hurt in this world.
..but you do have some say in who hurts you. I like my choices.
That's the thing about pain, it demands to be felt.
I’m on a roller coaster that only goes up, my friend.
I do not at all understand the mystery of grace - only that it meets us where we are but does not leave us where it found us.
You should see it. V for Vendetta I mean. "I'll look it up." No. With Me. At my house. Now
It's a metaphor, see: You put the killing thing right between your teeth, but you don't give it the power to do its killing.
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 can either grow old gracefully or begrudgingly. I choose both.
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 have a crush on a girl with such cliché wishes.
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.
Because you are beautiful. I enjoy looking at beautiful people, and I decided a while ago not to deny myself the simpler pleasures of existence
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.
...it occurred 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.
depression is not a side effect of cancer. Depression is a side effect of dying.
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?!
Late in the winter of my seventeenth year, my mother decided I was depressed, presumably because I rarely left the house, spent quite a lot of time in bed, read the same book over and over, ate infrequently, and devoted quite a bit of my abundant free time to thinking about death.
It is a good life, Hazel Grace.
Idiotically, it occurred to me that my pink underwear didn’t match my purple bra, as if boys even notice such things.
I fear oblivion. I fear it like the proverbial blind man who's afraid of the dark.
My love, I cannot tell you how thankful I am for our little infinity, ~ Hazel Lancaster.
That's what we should do, Hazel Grace: We should team up and be this disabled vigilante duo roaring through the world, righting wrongs, defending the weak, protecting the endangered.
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.