Hazel Grace,” he said. “Hi,” I said. “How are you?” “Grand,” he said. “I have been wanting to call you on a nearly minutely basis, but I have been waiting until I could form a coherent thought in re An Imperial Affliction.” (He said “in re.” He really did. That boy.)

Chuck Parson did not participate in organized sports, because to do so would distract from his larger goal of his life: to one day be convicted of murder

Interesting capitalization,' I said. 'Yeah. I'm a big believer in random capitalization. The rules of capitalization are so unfair to words in the middle.

Boys do not have the monopoly in Staring Business, after all.

Maybe we're grass—our roots so interdependent that no one is dead as long as someone is still alive.

We did a few things worth remembering, and I wish for someone to remember them.

Truth defies simplicity.