

I was surprised. I'd always associated belief in heaven with, frankly, a kind of intellectual disengagement. But Gus wasn't dumb.

I even tried to tell myself to live my best life today.

What a slut time is. She screws with everybody.

Abraham Maslow, I present to you Augustus Waters, whose existential curiosity dwarfed that of his well-fed, well-loved, healthy brethren.

Our infinity is bigger than other infinities.

I fear oblivion.

Augustus asked if I wanted to go with him to Support Group, but I was really tired from my busy day of Having Cancer, so I passed.

You should see it. V for Vendetta I mean.
I'll look it up.
No. With Me. At my house. Now.

Don't worry. Worry is useless. I worried anyway.

Gus knew. Gus knows. I will not tell you our love story, because--like all real love stories--it will die with us, as it should. I'd hoped that he'd be eulogizing me.

She was loved deeply, but not widely.

He wasn't perfect or anything. He wasn;t your fairytale prince charming or whatever. He tried to be like that sometimes,but i liked him best when that stuff fell away.

It is a good life, Hazel Grace.

I cannot tell you how thankful I am for our little infinity.
Longer Version:
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.

Great news for someone is always bad news for someone else.

I think when you're 16, if you have good parents, they generally just fade in the background. I had great parents, and because they were great, I thought very little about them in high school.

I hated sports. I hated sports, and I hated people who played them, and I hated people who watched them, and I hated people who didn't hate people who watched or played them.

My stomach sank. JP had come so close. His immigrant parents had sacrificed so much.

I wouldn't have a career if it weren't for independent bookstores.

I leaned in toward her, suddenly overwhelmed with the feeling that we must kiss.

Nothing has ever looked like that ever in all of human history.

Suffering is universal.
Longer Version:
Suffering is universal. it's the one thing Buddhists, Christians, and Muslims are all worried about.

So keeping the box closed just keeps you in the dark, not the universe.

She fell apart because that's what happens.

Love is just a shout in the void.

We idealize them as gods or dismiss them as animals.

Every second of your definitionally temporary consciousness, you are choosing how you spend something that will not last forever.

My thoughts are starts I can't fathom into constellations.

We think that we are invincible because we are.

Here's to all the places we went. And all the places we'll go. And here's to me, whispering again and again and again and again: iloveyou.

I didn't need you, you idiot. I picked you. And then you picked me back.

She was not an adventure, she was not a fine and precious thing. She was a girl.

This star won't go out. And it won't. we won't let it.

I may die young, but at least I'll die smart.

What matters to you defines your mattering.

You say into my cracks and I saw into yours.

I try to live life so that I can live with myself.

Something invisible snapped inside her.

Stop thinking about the landing, because it's all about falling.

Grateful to be a little boat, full of water, still floating.

If you don't imagine, nothing ever happens at all.

As long as we don't die, this is gonna be one hell of a story.

We're professional worriers. You're constantly imagining things that could go wrong and then writing about them.

I inherited that penchant for intellectualism, a character flaw that these days can only be thoroughly eradicated by getting Z'ed up.

Without pain, there's no pain.

I'm interested in Internet cultures. I'm interested in what the teenagers who drive the Internet culture are passionate about. I follow their lead -- they go to tumblr, I go to tumblr.

Jesus, I'm not going to be one of those people who sits around talking about what they're going to do. I'm just going to do it.

When I look at my room, I see a girl who loves books.

The labyrinth blows, but I choose it.

Everything that comes together falls apart.

If I had cared about her as I should have, as I thought I did, how could I have let her go?

I didn't know whether to feel angry at her for making me part of her suicide or just to feel angry at myself for letting her go.

So I let her go, too. And I'm sorry.

I have never really thought of him as a person, either.... A guy whose strings were broken, who didn't feel the root of his leaves of grass connected to the field, a guy who was cracked. Like me.

Last words are always harder to remember when no one knows that someone's about to die.

I was caught in a love triangle with one dead side.

French. Feel. Finger. Fuck.

I wouldn't have cared if my girlfriend was a Jaguar-driving Cyclops with a beard -- I'd have been grateful just to have someone to make out with.

We're not going to break anything. Don't think of it as breaking in to SeaWorld. Think of it as visiting SeaWorld in the middle of the night for free.

I don't think your missing pieces ever fit inside you again once they go missing.

But there she is, and I am watching her through the Plexiglas, and she looks like Margo Roth Spiegelman, this girl I have known since I was two -- this girl who was an idea that I loved.

I always got very nervous whenever I heard that Margo was about to show up, on account of how she was the most fantastically gorgeous creature that God has ever created.

Physical space between us evaporates. We play the broken strings of our instruments one last time.

Its a paper town, with paper houses and paper people, everything is uglier up close.

Life has become the future. Every moment of your life is lived for the future.

Margo's beauty was a kind of sealed vessel of perfection -- uncracked and uncrackable.

But before we can radically reshape the world, we need to shop.

All the things paper-thin and paper-frail, and all the people too.

I always felt like you had to be important to have enemies.

Nothing really ever happens like you imagine it will.

I've lived here for eighteen years and I have never once in my life come across anyone who cares about anything that matters.

But my miracle was different. My miracle was this: out of all the houses in all the subdivisions in all of Florida, I ended up living next door to Margo Roth Spiegelman.

Remember that time in the minivan, twenty minutes ago, when we didn't die?

I wondered whether I could find a Great Perhaps here at all or whether I had made a grand miscalculation.

Our lives are composed of a finite set of moments that we choose how to spend.

Colin Singleton's distance from his glasses made him realize the problem: myopia. He was nearsighted. The future lay before him, inevitable but invisible.

You will not kill my girlfriend today, International Terrorists of Ambiguous Nationality!

Real gangster-ass Nerdfighters don't run from nothing... 'cause real gangster-ass Nerdfighters can't run fast.

Just move to the Internet, its great here. We get to live inside where the weather is always awesome.

Nerd girls are the world's most underutilized romantic resource. And guys, do not tell me that nerd girls are not hot because that shows a Paris Hilton-esque failure to understand hotness.

I don't see any point in nihilism... just as I suppose the nihilist sees no point in everything else.

My love, I cannot tell you how thankful I am for our little infinity, ~ Hazel Lancaster.

You were clearly not doing your part in the clover search, perv.

And yes, again, that was it exactly. A retyper and not a writer. A prodigy and not a genius.

Pudge, my friend, we are indefuckingstructible.

Everything's uglier up close.
Not you.

Maybe all the strings inside him broke.
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