“The world is not a wish-granting factory.”
“Apparently, the world is not a wish-granting factory.”
“But alas, the world is not a wish-granting factory.”
“I wanted..." I said."I know," he said. "I know. Apparently the world is not a wish-granting factory." That made me smile a little.”
“I tried to tell myself that it could be worse, that the world was not a wish-granting factory, that I was living with cancer not dying of it, that I mustn't let it kill me before it kills me,...”
“I spent your Wish on that doucheface,” I said into his chest.“Hazel Grace. No. I will grant you that you did spend my one and only Wish, but you did not spend it on him. You spent it on us.”