I love you' really is the gateway drug of breaking up.

Dude, you're such a geek. And that's coming from an overweight Star Trek fan who scored a 5 on the AP Calculus test. So you know your condition is grave

People always get used to beauty though.

Grief doesn't change you. It reveals you.

Hazel Grace,” he said. “Hi,” I said. “How are you?” “Grand,” he said. “I have been wanting to call you on a nearly minutely basis, but I have been waiting until I could form a coherent thought in re An Imperial Affliction.” (He said “in re.” He really did. That boy.)

Not that smart. Not that hot. Not that nice. Not that funny. That's me: I'm not that.

I was a bit of a Victorian Lady, fainting-wise.