I just wanted to go back to that secret post-terrestrial third spacce with him that we visited when we talked on the phone.

“Sería un honor tener el corazón roto por ti, Hazel Grace.”

“We need never be hopeless, because we can never be irreparably broken. We think…”

“Memorial was so functional. It was a storage facility. A prematorium.”

“I was a bit of a Victorian Lady, fainting-wise.”