You don't get to choose if you get hurt in this world, but you do have a say in who hurts you, and I like my choices.
Funerals, I'd decided, are not for the dead. They're for the living.
But, um, when the scientists from the future come to my house with robot eyes, and they tell me to try them on... I'm gonna tell those scientists to piss off 'cause... 'cause, Gus, I don't even
want to see a world without you. I don't. I don't want to see a world without Augustus Waters. Then having made my point, I'll probably put the robot eyes on, 'cause, you know, come on, they're robot eyes.
— Perhaps "okay" will be our "always."
— Okay.
Yeah, I just wanted to say that, you know, there's gonna come a time when all of us are dead. There was a time before humans, and there's gonna be a time after, and it could be tomorrow,
it could be a million years from now. And when it does, there will be no one left to remember Cleopatra or Muhammad Ali or Mozart, let alone any of us. Oblivion's inevitable.
— Oh, Isaac, I'm so sorry. Do you want to talk about it?
— No, I just want to cry and play video games.
— Let's go watch a movie.
— What? Hmm? Um, I'm... I'm free later this week. We could...
— No, I mean now.
— You could be an ax murderer.
— There's always that possibility. Come on, Hazel Grace, take a risk.
— I don't... Really? That is disgusting!
— What?
— What, do you think that that's cool or something? You just ruined this whole thing.
— The whole thing?
— Yes! This whole thing. You were doing really well, too. God. There's always a hamartia, isn't there? And yours is, even though you had freaking cancer, you're willing to give money to a corporation for the chance to acquire even more cancer? Let me just tell you that not being able to breathe sucks. It totally sucks!
— "Hamartia"?
— It's a fatal flaw.
— Ah, fatal... Hazel Grace, they don't actually hurt you unless you light them.
— Hmm?
— I never lit one. It's a metaphor, see? You put the thing that does the killing right between your teeth, but you never give it the power to kill you.
— A metaphor.
I'm not gonna talk about our love story because I can't. So instead, I'm gonna talk about math. I am not a mathematician, but I do know this. There are infinite numbers between zero and one. There's.1, .12 and.112, and an infinite collection of others. Of course, there is a bigger infinite set of numbers between zero and two. Or between zero and a million. Some infinities are simply bigger than other infinities. A writer that we used to like taught us that. You know, I want more numbers than I'm likely to get. And, God, do I want more days for Augustus Waters than what he got. But, Gus, my love, I cannot tell you how thankful I am... for our little infinity. Hold on. You gave me a forever... within the numbered days, and for that, I am... I am eternally grateful.
The only thing worse than biting it from cancer is having a kid bite it from cancer.