And then something invisible snapped insider her, and that which had come together commenced to fall apart.

I want to minimize the deaths I am responsible for.

Above us, the wind blew and the branching shadows rearranged themselves on our skin. Gus squeezed my hand. "It is a good life, Hazel Grace.

How do you just stop being terrified of getting left behind and ending up by yourself forever and not meaning anything to the world?

How are the eyes?' 'Oh, excellent,' he said. 'I mean, they're not in my head is the only problem.

Will Grayson, Will Grayson' is about two guys named Will Grayson who live in different Chicago suburbs who eventually meet each other.

But monotony doesn't make for painlessness.