I lit up like a Christmas tree-Augustus Waters

Some tourists think Amsterdam is a city of sin, but in truth it is a city of freedom. And in freedom, most people find sin.

I liked that he was a tenured professor in the Department of Slightly Crooked Smiles with a dual appointments in the Department of Having a Voice that Made My Skin Feel More Like Skin.

Oh, I wouldn't mind, Hazel Grace. It would be a privilege to have my heart broken by you.

I'll fight it. I'll fight it for you. Don't you worry about me, Hazel Grace. I'm okay. I'll find a way to hang around and annoy you for a long time.

As he read, I fell in love the way you fall asleep: slowly, and then all at once.

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

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

It's not life or death, the labyrinth. Suffering. Doing wrong and having wrong things happen to you.

That's the thing about pain, it demands to be felt.

You don't get to choose if you get hurt in this world...but you do have some say in who hurts you. I like my choices.

But life, they said, means life. Dying inside.The Devil was evil, mad, but I was the Devil's wifewhich made me worse. I howled in my cell.If the Devil is gone then how could this be hell?

Being content is perhaps no less easy than playing the violin well: and requires no less practice.

Change must be measured from a known base line.

It's the nature of it. The players will want to compete at the highest level they possibly can.

The fundamental idea of design is to make the world a better place.

It has always bothered me that I don't paint like everyone else

Yes, I did lock myself in my room for about two years and write some songs and things like that. But I don't feel like I missed out on a whole lot.

that while the world wasn't built for humans, we were built for the world.

When good Americans die, they go to Paris,' the ghost said, after taking a drag on a small cigarette. But you’re not dead. I suppose the question must be, are you good?

Globalization is a fact of life. But I believe we have underestimated its fragility.