The Fault in Our Stars - Pg 121

   "Hi," I said.   "Hazel Grace," he said.   "Hi," I said again.   "Are you crying, Hazel Grace?"   "Kind of?"   "Why?" he asked.   "'Cause I'm just--I want to go to Amsterdam, and I want him to tell me what happens after the book is over, and I just don't want my particular life, and also the sky is depressing me, and there is this old swing set out here that my dad made for me when I was a kid."    "I must see this old swing set of tears immediately," he said. "I'll be over in twenty minutes."

The Fault in Our Stars - Pg 119

I laughed again, and told him that having most of your social engagements occur at a children's hospital also did not encourage promiscuity, and then we talked about Peter Van Houten's amazingly brilliant comment about the sluttiness of time, and even though I was in bed and he was in his basement, it really felt like we were back in that uncreated third space, which was a place I really liked visiting with him. 

The Fault in Our Stars - Pg 111

Everyone in this tale has a rock-solid hamartia: hers, that she is so sick; yours, that you are so well. Were she better or you sicker, then the stars would not be so terribly crossed, but it is the nature of stars to cross. 

The Fault in Our Stars - Pg 101

So of course I tensed up when he touched me. To be with him was to hurt him--inevitably. And that's what I'd felt as he reached for me: I'd felt as though I were committing an act of violence against him, because I was.

The Fault in Our Stars - Pg 99

   "You're being very teenagery today," Mom said. She seemed annoyed about it.   "Isn't this what you wanted, Mom? For me to be teenagery?"   "Well, not necessarily this kinda teenagery, but of course your father and I are excited to see you become a young woman, making friends, going on dates."   "I'm not going on dates, I said. "I don't want to go on dates with anyone. It's a terrible idea and a huge waste of time and--"   "Honey," my mom said. "What's wrong?"   "I'm like. Like. I'm like a grenade, Mom. I'm a grenade and at some point I'm going to blow up and I would like to minimize the casualties, okay?"   My dad tilted his head a little to the side, like a scolded puppy.    "I'm a grenade," I said again. "I just want to stay away from people and read books and think and be with you guys because there's nothing I can do about hurting you; you're too invested, so just please let me do that, okay? I'm not depressed. I don't need to get out more. And I can't be a regular teenager, because I'm a grenade."   "Hazel," Dad said, and then choked up.

The Fault in Our Stars - Pg 60

   "I kept saying 'always' to her today, 'always always always,' and she just kept talking over me and not saying it back. It was like I was already gone, you know? 'Always' was a promise! How can you just break the promise?"   "Sometimes people don't understand the promises they're making when they make them," I said.   Isaac shot me a look. "Right, of course. But you keep the promise anyway. That's what love is. Love is keeping the promise anyway. Don't you believe in true love?"   I didn't answer. I didn't have an answer. But I thought that if true love did exist, that was a pretty good definition of it. 

The Fault in Our Stars - Pg 45

Three years removed from proper full-time schoolic exposure to my peers, I felt a certain unbridgeable distance between us. I think my school friends wanted to help me through my cancer, but they eventually found out that they couldn't. For one thing, there was no through.

The Fault in Our Stars - Pg 23

He sighed in a way that made me wonder whether he was confident about the existence of someday.

The Fault in Our Stars - Pg 20

I felt this weird mix of disappointment and anger welling up inside of me. I don't even know what the feeling was, really, just that there was a lot of it, and I wanted to smack Augustus Waters and also replace my lungs with lungs that didn't suck at being lungs. 

The Fault in Our Stars - Pg 19

   "Imagine taking that last drive to the hospital," I said quietly. "The last time you'll ever drive a car."   Without looking over at me, Augustus said, "You're killing my vice here, Hazel Grace. I'm trying to observe young love in its many-splendored awkwardness."   "I think he's hurting her boob," I said.

The Fault in Our Stars - Pg 17

His every syllable flirted. Honestly, he kind of turned me on. I didn't even know that guys could turn me on--not, like, in real life. 

The Fault in Our Stars - Pg 13

After I finished, there was quite a long period of silence as I watched a smile spread all the way across Augustus's face--not the little crooked smile of the boy trying to be sexy while he stared at me, but his real smile, too big for his face. "Goddamn," Augustus said quietly. "Aren't you something else."

The Fault in Our Stars - Pg 12

"There will come a time," I said, "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 will be no one left to remember Aristotle or Cleopatra, let alone you. Everything that we did and built and wrote and thought and discovered will be forgotten and all of this"--I gestured encompassingly--"will have been for naught. Maybe that time is coming soon and maybe it is millions of years away, but even if we survive the collapse of our sun, we will not survive forever. 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. God knows that's what everyone else does."

The Fault in Our Stars - Pg 12

   "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."   Isaac was laughing, but Patrick raised a chastening finger and said, "Augustus, please. Let's return to you and your struggles."

The Fault in Our Stars - Pg 11

She said--as she had every other time I'd attended Support Group--that she felt strong, which felt like bragging to me as the oxygen-drizzling nubs tickled my nostrils.