When we read the right book generously, it can change the way think about the world around us.

Augustus Waters was the great star-crossed love of my life. Ours was an epic love story, and I won’t be able to get more than a sentence into it without disappearing into a puddle of tears. Gus knew. Gus knows. I will not tell you our love story, because—like all real love stories—it will die with us, as it should.

It's bad for your brain not to unplug.

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

Thank you for wearing that dress which is like whoa.

That is the fear: I have lost something important, and I cannot find it, and I need it. It is fear like if someone lost his glasses and went to the glasses store and they told him that the world had run out of glasses and he would just have to do without.

Oh, Wikipedia, with your tension between those who would share knowledge and those who would destroy it.