Character: Augustus Waters

- Go to the movies?
What? Um... I'm free only at weekends, and...
- No, come on now?
- And suddenly you're a serial killer?!
- Yes, it is quite possible... Come on, hazel grace, take a chance.
- You what? It's awful!
What?
- You think it's cool, or what? You ruined it.
- All?
- Yes, everything. And so all was well. Without Hamachi does not? Your like that you have cancer, but are you ready to enrich tobacco companies to get more cancer. You know, the inability to breathe is awful. Really horrible.
Hamartia?
- Fatal flaw.
- Ah, fatal. Hazel grace, they don't hurt while they're not lit.
- M?
- I don't turn on. It is a metaphor. You put the thing that kills between your teeth but don't give the chance to kill you. Metaphor.

On "okay" will be our "forever"?
Okay.

- Nostalgia is a side effect of cancer, ' I reminded her.
- No, nostalgia is a side effect of dying, he said.

I do not believe in such a heaven where you ride unicorns and live in a castle of clouds, but... Yes, I believe in something like that. Otherwise what's the point?

In this world we don't choose will hurt us or not, but we have the opportunity to choose who will hurt us. And I like my choices. I hope she is too.

I bought them a minute. Maybe this moment will buy them hour and hour buys them a year. No one will give them eternal life, hazel grace, but my life now they have a minute, and that's something.

I can't believe I fell in love with a girl with such standard dreams.

Oh, my God, you are the best person in the world, ' I marveled.
- I bet you say that to all the guys that Fund you overseas, ' he replied.

- You try so hard to be yourself, do not even realize how unique you are.
I took a deep breath of air through his nose. The world is always not enough air, but at that moment I felt it particularly acute.

- In every living we have fourteen dead. I was looking for this information a couple of years ago. I was wondering, is it possible to remember all. Well, if you organize and fix every living a certain number of deaths, there will be enough of the living to remember the dead?
- How enough?
- Of course, anyone able to remember the fourteen names. But we mourn unorganized, so many memorized Shakespeare and no one remembers the man he devoted his Fifty-fifth sonnet.

- How much do you think just died?
- How many fictional characters died in a fictional movie? Not enough, ' he joked.
- No, I mean, generally how many people died in history?
- I happen to know the exact answer, ' replied Gus. - Now there are over seven billion living and about ninety-eight billion dead.

- I think eternity is a flawed concept - I replied.
- You're the incorrect concept, a self - styled he said.
- I know. So I withdrew from the circle of life.

If you do not have a chance to live in service to the higher good, you can at least be his death, you know? But I'm afraid I can neither live nor die for the sake of something important.

You're so self-sufficient that have no idea how unique you are.