"I'll fight it. I'll fight it for you. Don't you worry about me, Hazel Grace. I'm okay. I'll find a way to hang around and annoy you for a long time."
"You realize that trying to keep your distance from me will not lessen my affection for you. All efforts to save me from you will fail."
"I'm a grenade and at some point I'm going to blow up and I would like to minimize the casualties, okay?"
"He flipped himself onto his side and kissed me. "You're so hot,"I said, my hand still on his leg. "I'm starting to think you have an amputee fetish,"he answered, still kissing me. I laughed."I have an Augustus Waters fetish,"I explained."
"I didn't tell him that the diagnosis came three months after I got my first period. Like: Congratulations! You're a woman. Now die."
"There is no try. There is only do."