Welcome to my first installment of Quotes Friday. So for the first post in this category, I chose The Fault in Our Stars by John Green. This is one of my favourite books. I know that the readers have split opinions on this one, but one thing is sure – everyone like the quotes in this book. Isn’t it? This is one of the books that contain not one, not two but numerous heartwarming quotes.
I have tried to present the quotes in a manner so that they can tell you the story, obviously not the whole story (no spoilers here). So here we begin.
The opening lines
As the tide washed in, the Dutch Tulip Man faced the ocean: ” Conjoiner rejoinder poisoner concealer revelator. Look at it, rising up and rising down, taking everything with it.”
“What’s that?” I asked.
“Water.” the Dutchman said. “Well, and time.”
— PETER VAN HOUTEN, An Imperial Affliction
Hazel’s initial thoughts about her life and Augustus
There is only one thing in this world shittier than biting it from cancer when you’re sixteen, and that’s having a kid who bites it from cancer.
A nonhot boy stares at you relentlessly and it is, at best, awkward and, at worst, a form of assault. But a hot boy . . . well.
Sometimes, you read a book and it fills you with this weird evangelical zeal, and you become convinced that the shattered world will never be put back together unless and until all living humans read the book.
“Some people don’t understand the promises they’re making when they make them,” I said.
“Right, of course. But you keep the promise anyway. That’s what love is. Love is keeping the promise anyway.”
“That’s the thing about pain,” Augustus said, and then glanced back at me. “It demands to be felt.”
“Maybe okay will be our always.”
“I’m a grenade and at some point I’m going to blow up and I would like to minimize the casualties, okay?”
What a slut time is. She screws everybody.
They might be glad to have me around, but I was the alpha and the omega of my parents’ suffering.
Falling in love
As he read, I fell in love the way you fall asleep: slowly, and then all at once.
The weird thing about houses is that they almost always look like nothing is happening inside of the, even though they contain most of our lives.
“You’re arguing that the fragile, rare thing is beautiful simply because it is fragile and rare. But that’s a lie, and you know it.”
“You’re a hard person to comfort,” Augustus said.
“Easy comfort isn’t comforting,” I said. “You were a rare and fragile flower once. You remember.”
For a moment, he said nothing. “You do know how to shut me up, Hazel Grace.”
“It’s my privilege and my responsibility,” I answered.
“I’m in love with you,” he said quietly.
“Augustus,” I said.
“I am,” he said. He was staring at me, and I could see the corners of his eyes crinkling. “I’m in love with you, and I’m not in the business of denying myself the simple pleasure of saying true things. I’m in love with you, and I know that love is just a shout into the void, and that oblivion is inevitable, and that we’re all doomed and that there will come a day when all our labor has been returned to dust, and I know the sun will swallow the only earth we’ll ever have, and I am in love with you.”
“Oh, I wouldn’t mind, Hazel Grace. It would be a privilege to have my heart broken by you.”
Some infinities are bigger than other infinities.
The realisation of truth
I always thought he could love me because he’d once been sick. Only now did it occur to me that maybe he still was.
“I lit up like a Christmas tree, Hazel Grace. the lining of my chest, my left hip, my liver, everywhere.”
The world is not a wish-granting factory.
“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.”
“I’m on a roller coaster that only goes up,” he said.
“And it is my privilege and my responsibility to ride all the way up with you,” I said.
Sometimes it seems the universe wants to be noticed.
It’s hard as hell to hold on to your dignity when the risen sun is too bright in your losing eyes.
The parting and the End
Some infinities are bigger than other infinities. A writer we used to like taught us that. There are days, many of them, when I resent the size of my unbounded set. I want more numbers than I’m likely to get, and God, I want more numbers for Augustus Waters than he got. But, Gus, my love, I cannot tell you how thankful I am for our little infinity. I wouldn’t trade it for the world. You gave me a forever within the numbered days, and I’m grateful.
Without pain, we couldn’t know joy.
Pain is like fabric: The stronger it is, the more it’s worth.
Grief does not change you, Hazel. It reveals you.
My thoughts are stars I can’t fathom into constellations.
But then I wanted more time so we could fall in love. I got my wish, I suppose. I left my scar.
“You don’t get to choose if you get hurt in this world, old man, but you do have some say in who hurts you. I like my choices. I hope she likes hers.”
I do, Augustus.
There are still a number of quotes left from this book that I want to include here, but I guess I shouldn’t 😛 I hope that you enjoyed reading them.
Wow, writing all these quotes, I want to re-read it. I hope, I can do it soon.
Have you read this book? Which one is your favourite? Comment down below 🙂
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