The Fault in Our Stars

by John Green

God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference.

“I fear oblivion,” he said without a moment’s pause. “I fear it like the proverbial blind man who’s afraid of the dark.”

“The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars / But in ourselves.”

You are so busy being you that you have no idea how utterly unprecedented you are.

“You say you’re not special because the world doesn’t know about you, but that’s an insult to me. I know about you.”

So much depends upon this observer of the universe.

Nothing gold can stay.

it occurred to me that the voracious ambition of humans is never sated by dreams coming true, because there is always the thought that everything might be done better and again.

You don’t get to choose if you get hurt in this world, old man, but you do have some say in who hurts you. I like my choices. I hope she likes hers.