I could stand up and go to her and kiss her. I could. But there is still too much to be ruined.

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.

They belong to their readers now, which is a great thing–because the books are more powerful in the hands of my readers than they could ever be in my hands.

i know he's been looking forward to this--and i know that i've been looking forward to this. but now i have to stop looking forward and start looking at where i am. it's hard.

You're funny, and you're smart, and you may show up late, but you always show up eventually.

It's bad for your brain not to unplug.

There is no try. There is only do.