So I’ve read every John Greene book he’s written that I know about besides Paper Towns and they all make me cry, but leave me better for reading them at the same time. If you haven’t read anything by him, do so, but don’t read “The Fault in Our Stars” or “Looking for Alaska” when your depressed like I did. Unless you’re not going to give up hope. lol. Below is a short list of quotes from the book that I like.
I’m sorry,” I said again.
“Me too,” he said.
“I don’t ever want to do that to you,” I told him.
“Oh, I wouldn’t mind, Hazel Grace. It would be a privilege to have my heart broken by you.”
“As the tide washed in, the Dutch Tulip Man faced the Ocean:
“Conjoiner rejoinder poisoner concealer revelator. Look at it, rising up and rising down, taking everything with it.”
“What’s that?” Anna asked.
“Water,” the Dutchman said. “Well, and time.”
“You are so busy being you that you have no idea how utterly unappreciated you are.”
“My thoughts are stars I cannot fathom into constellations.”
The world is not a wish-granting factory.
“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. It’s triumphant. It’s heroic. Isn’t that the real heroism?”The real heroes anyway aren’t the people doing things; the real heroes are the people NOTICING things, paying attention.”
“My cancer is me. The tumors are made of me. They’re made of me as surely as my brain and my heart are made of me. It is a civil war with a predetermined winner”
“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.”
“Augustus,” I said again, not knowing what else to say. 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”
“Some infinities are bigger than other infinities.”