“I did want to spend the ball with you.”

“I want you to spend the night,” you said. And it was definitely your phrasing that ensured it. If you had said, “Let’s have sex,” or “Let’s go to my place,” or even “I really want you,” I’m not sure we would have gone quite as far as we did. But I loved the notion that the night was mine to spend, and I immediately decided to spend it with you.”

“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.”

“I did not want to spend my time reading about people who never were, doing things they never did.”

“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.”

“...I would want to spend it with you. Even if we had thousands of nights, I would want to spend every single one of them with you.”