You don't remember what happened. What you remember becomes what happened.

Ultimately what I like about reading together is that we all make it happen together. Of course even amid shared experience we’re still alone… each reading of each book is unique. But what a comfort it is to share readings and experiences. How lucky we are when we get to be alone together.

I'll fight it. I'll fight it for you. Don't you worry about me, Hazel Grace. I'm okay. I'll find a way to hang around and annoy you for a long time.

The light filtered throught the leaves and pine needles above as if through lace, the ground spotted in shadow.

His every syllable flirted. Honestly, he kind of turned me on. I didn't even know that guys could turn me on-not, like, in real life

You have a choice in this world, I believe, about how to tell sad stories, and we made the funny choice.

By saying you don’t care if the world falls apart, in some small way you’re saying you want it to stay together, on your own terms.