The Fault in Our Stars

God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference.

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.

You are so busy being you that you have no idea how utterly unprecedented you are.”

You have a choice in this world, I believe, about how to tell sad stories, and we made the funny choice:

“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 swal

Grief does not change you, Hazel. It reveals you.”

There is no honor in dying of.”

I fell in love the way you fall asleep: slowly, and then all at once.

It seemed like forever ago, like we’d had this brief but still infinite forever. Some infinities are bigger than other infinities.