But I will say this: When the scientists of the future show up at my house with robot eyes and they tell me to try them on, I will tell the scientists to screw off, because I do not want to see a world without him.
I'm in love with you," he said quietly. "Augustus," I said. "I am," he said. He was staring at me, and I could see the corners of his eyes crinkling. "I'm in love with you, and I'm not in the business of denying myself the simple pleasure of saying true things. 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.
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.
Without Pain, How Could We Know Joy?
I fear oblivion. I fear it like the proverbial blind man who's afraid of the dark.
But it is the nature of stars to cross, and never was Shakespeare more wrong than when he has Cassius note, ‘The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars / But in ourselves.
But I believe in true love, you know? I don't believe that everybody gets to keep their eyes or not get sick or whatever, but everybody should have true love, and it should last at least as long as your life does.
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.
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
Apparently, the world is not a wish granting factory.
I'm a grenade and at some point I'm going to blow up and I would like to minimize the casualties, okay?
Some infinities are bigger than other infinities.
My thoughts are stars I cannot fathom into constellations.
The world is not a wish-granting factory.
As he read, I fell in love the way you fall asleep: slowly, and then all at once.
My love, I cannot tell you how thankful I am for our little infinity, ~ Hazel Lancaster.
I'm a good person but a shitty writer. You're a shitty person but a good writer. We'd make a good team.
Our fearlessness shall be our secret weapon.
but even if we survive the collapse of our sun, we will not survive forever.
Books so special and rare and yours that advertising your affection feels like a betrayal.
There will come a time, when all of us are dead. All of us. There will come a time when there are no human beings remaining to remember that anyone ever existed or that our species ever did anything.
There was time before organisms experienced consciousness, and there will be time after. And if the inevitability of human oblivion worries you, I encourage you to ignore it.
Some people don't understand the promises they're making when they make them," I said. "Right, of course. But you keep the promise anyway. That's what love is. Love is keeping the promise anyway.
You die in the middle of your life.
She was loved deeply, but not widely
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