We all miss you so much. It just never ends. It feels like we were all wounded in your battle, Caroline. I miss you. I love you.

That's how writing works, at least for me: even the stuff that doesn't work out gets funneled into the stuff that does work out.

I like this world. I like drinking champagne. I like not smoking. I like Dutch people speaking Dutch.

You used," he said, and then took a sharp breath, "to call me Augustus.

This is the Homosexuality Is An Abomination Club, right?

We have this habit of romanticizing the lives of writers. I remember when I was a kid, I was like, 'I want to be Kurt Vonnegut.'

He specialized in the murder of dreams, Hazel Grace.