349 Quotes About The-fault-in-our-stars

Not like I had some utterly poignant, well-lit memory of a healthy father pushing a healthy child and the child saying higher, higher, higher or some other metaphorically resonant moment.

All efforts to save me from you will fail.

Someday he or she or they will look into the backyard and feel the ache of sentimentality as desperately as I did this afternoon.

It’s all fragile and fleeting.

No matter how hard you kick, no matter how high you get you can’t go all the way around.

Because I was a teenager with no particular wake-up time.

Prayers for the living and the endless litany of the dead.

I felt bad for him. Even though I hated the sympathy people felt toward me, I couldn’t help but feel it toward him.

He’s a bit too enamored with metaphor.