“I lit up like a Christmas tree, Hazel Grace”

“It lit up like a Christmas Tree Hazel Grace...”

“I am pretty unextraordinary, ~ Hazel Grace Lancaster.”

“What's your name ?Hazel .No , your full name .Um , Hazel Grace Lancaster .”

“He specialized in the murder of dreams, Hazel Grace...”

“Oh, I wouldn't mind, Hazel Grace. It would be a privilege to have my heart broken by you.”

“Wow,” I said. “Are you making this up?”“Hazel Grace, could I, with my meager intellectual capacities, make up a letter from Peter Van Houten featuring phrases like ‘our triumphantly digitized contemporaneity’?”“You could not,” I allowed. “Can I, can I have the email address?”“Of course,” Augustus said, like it was not the best gift ever.”