JP shouted, "TELL THEM WHAT YOU JUST DID TO EACH OTHER!" "Um," I said. "We kissed," the Duke said. "That's kinda gay," Keun said. "I AM A GIRL." "Yeah, I know, but so is Tobin," Keun said.

I wanted to know that he would be okay if I died. I wanted to not be a grenade, to not be a malevolent force in the lives of people I loved.

And yet still I worried. I like being a person. I wanted to keep at it. Worry is yet another side effect of dying.

Every paper girl needs at least one string.

Who would you die for? Who would you wake up at five forty-five in the morning for even though you don't even know why he needs you?

He specialized in the murder of dreams, Hazel Grace.

As far as I can tell, there are two basic (kissing) rules: 1. Don't bite anything without permission. 2. The human tongue is like wasabi: it's very powerful, and should be used sparingly.