Without Pain, How Could We Know Joy?

Patients are almost always preceded by their parents, because no matter how fast an ambulance can drive, terrified parents can drive faster.

I spent your Wish on that doucheface,” I said into his chest. “Hazel Grace. No. I will grant you that you did spend my one and only Wish, but you did not spend it on him. You spent it on us.

You can't just make me different, and the leave. Because I was fine before.

They were angry, I thought. Horrified. These teenagers, with their hormones, making out beneath a video broadcasting the shattered voice of a former father.

You like someone who can't like you back because unrequited love can be survived in a way that once-requited love cannot.

But mothers lie. It's in the job description.