Fault In Our Stars Quotes by John Green, Augustus, Ansel Elgort, Paul Krugman, Leonard Maltin and many others.
You say you’re not special because the world doesn’t know about you, but that’s an insult to me. I know about you.
I want more numbers than IвЂ™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 wouldnвЂ™t trade it for the world. You gave me a forever within the numbered days, and IвЂ™m grateful.
There was time before organisms experienced consciousness, and there will be time after. And if the inevitability of human oblivion worries you, I encourage you to ignore it.
I’m a grenade and at some point I’m going to blow up and I would like to minimize the casualties, okay?
Without Pain, How Could We Know Joy?
But I will say this: When the scientists of the future show up at my house with robot eyes and they tell me to try them on, I will tell the scientists to screw off, because I do not want to see a world without him.
Lonley, Vaguely pedophilic swing set seeks the butts of children.
there is no shortage of fault to be found amid our stars
but even if we survive the collapse of our sun, we will not survive forever.
I believe the universe wants to be noticed. I think the universe is inprobably biased toward the consciousness, that it rewards intelligence in part because the universe enjoys its elegance being observed. And who am I, living in the middle of history, to tell the universe that it-or my observation of it-is temporary?
IвЂ™m on a roller coaster that only goes up, my friend.
But I believe in true love, you know? I don’t believe that everybody gets to keep their eyes or not get sick or whatever, but everybody should have true love, and it should last at least as long as your life does.
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.
You gave me a forever within the numbered days, and I’m grateful.
I got my wish, I suppose. I left my scar.
It’s a metaphor, see: You put the killing thing right between your teeth, but you don’t give it the power to do its killing.
Oh, I wouldn’t mind, Hazel Grace. It would be a privilege to have my heart broken by you.