Like all sick children,' he answered dispassionately, 'you say you don't want pity, but your very existence depends upon it.

I expertly angled my raison bran to accomodate the g-forces.

We have to live with ambiguity. We have to give ourselves over to it. The question is: How? How are we going to live in a universe where important questions will always go unanswered?

This one's for Alaska Young!

As I recall, you promised to CALL when you finished the book, not text.

It is a good life, Hazel Grace.

Talking to a drunk person was like talking to an extremely happy, severely brain-damaged three-year-old.