You used," he said, and then took a sharp breath, "to call me Augustus.

I did some research on this a couple years ago," Augustus continued. "I was wondering if everybody could be remembered. Like, if we got organized, and assigned a certain number of corpses to each living person, would there be enough living people to remember all the dead people?" "And are there?" "Sure, anyone can name fourteen dead people. But we're disorganized mourners, so a lot of people end up remembering Shakespeare and no one ends up remembering the person he wrote Sonnet Fifty-five about

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

The world went on, as it does, without my full participation, and I only woke up from the reverie when someone said my name.