"The pleasure of remembering had been taken from me, because there was no longer anyone to remember with. It felt like losing your co-rememberer meant losing the memory itself, as if the things we'd done were less real and important than they had been hours before."
"Oh, I wouldn't mind, Hazel Grace. It would be a privilege to have my heart broken by you."
"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."
"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."
"The marks humans leave are too often scars."
"You do not immortalize the lost by writing about them. Language buries, but does not resurrect."