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The Fault In Our Stars
“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.”
““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.””
“There are infinite numbers between 0 and 1. There’s .1 and .12 and .112 and an infinite collection of others. Of course, there is a bigger infinite set of numbers between 0 and 2, or between 0 and a million. Some infinities are bigger than other infinities. A writer we used to like taught us that. There are days, many of them, when I resent the size of my unbounded set. 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.”
”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.”
What do I do when my thoughts are no longer mine?
I don’t know how to feel anymore.
I don’t wanna fall asleep tonight.
I need help.
Please.
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