God…what do I even say. There’s not enough words to articulate just how much this novel…is.
The romance was so beautiful. It never felt unrealistic, or awkward, or weird. Augustus and Hazel, truly truly loved each other. And I loved them.
The inevitability of it all, this book is heartbreaking. Augustus’s cancer, I knew he would die. Hazel and I both knew it, everyone knew it. Especially as it got worse, there was no way he would make it out. Does that make it easier? Fuck no.
*”It’s total bullshit. The whole thing. Eighty percent survival rate and he’s in the twenty percent? Bullshit. He was such a bright kid. It’s bullshit. I hate it. But it sure was a privilege to love him, huh?”*
So much joy and laughter and smiling and swooning. So much heartbreak and worry and sadness and grief. Augustus was—is— a remarkable person. I miss him so much.
But love was worth the oblivion. We’re as likely to hurt the universe as we are to help it, and we’re not likely to do either. You’re gonna get hurt by somebody no matter what, but it’s best to choose who hurts you, right?
I am extremely sad. Augustus deserved fucking better, cancer is unfair and life is unfair and the world is unfair and the universe is unfair, and I’m so angry that such a bright and shining star on this earth was extinguished so soon. But it was still worth it to love him.
I’m changed. Four days and four nights and dammit John Green you’ve done it again. This book changed me. My life is different because of this thing. It was painful, but it was beautiful. And it was worth it. So worth it.
*”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.”*
by Sausage_fingies