Lonley, Vaguely pedophilic swing set seeks the butts of children.
We’re as likely to hurt the universe as we are to help it, and we’re not likely to do either.
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.
I got my wish, I suppose. I left my scar.
The real heroes anyway aren't the people doing things; the real heroes are the people NOTICING things, paying attention.
I believe the universe wants to be noticed. I think the universe is inprobably biased toward the consciousness, that it rewards intelligence in part because the universe enjoys its elegance being observed. And who am I, living in the middle of history, to tell the universe that it-or my observation of it-is temporary?
You say you're not special because the world doesn't know about you, but that's an insult to me. I know about you.
That's the thing about pain, it demands to be felt.
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.
Sometimes people don't understand the promises they're making when they make them.
You gave me a forever within the numbered days, and I'm grateful.
There are infinite numbers between 0 and 1.
Everybody should have true love, and it should last at least as long as your life does.
The marks humans leave are too often scars.
Grief does not change you, Hazel. It reveals you.
You have a choice in this world, I believe, about how to tell sad stories, and we made the funny choice.
Sometimes, you read a book and it fills you with this weird evangelical zeal, and you become convinced that the shattered world will never be put back together unless and until all living humans read the book.
Some tourists think Amsterdam is a city of sin, but in truth it is a city of freedom. And in freedom, most people find sin.
Oh, I wouldn't mind, Hazel Grace. It would be a privilege to have my heart broken by you.
You are so busy being YOU that you have no idea how utterly unprecedented you are.
there is no shortage of fault to be found amid our stars
Love is keeping the promise anyway.
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’m on a roller coaster that only goes up, my friend.
Default is not in our stars, but in ourselves.
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