If you want to read a book that will make you laugh, cry, eyes widen with fear, heart glow with cutie-patootie love, your soul feel full and empty all at once, laugh while you cry, cry during your laughter, and ruthlessly rip your heart out of it's bodily cavity at the end of it all, then this book is your book.
I'm not even going to a give a synopsis. I just finished this masterpiece yesterday, I am still emotionally compromised. No other book has made me cry this much. No. Other.
Most importantly, what I love about this book is that it gets you thinking about the fragility and the finite-ness of your own life. It also gets you thinking about what love really is. Is it held in moments? Is it held in actions? Is it held most in your heart? Your mind? Your memories? Your thoughts? Your soul? Your gut-feeling?
It also gets you thinking about destruction and decay. The cycle of life, essentially. Everything in this world is created only to be destroyed. But is love an exception? Does love die? Or does it transcend time and space to leave behind a legacy, or a myth of what a great love really is?
I'd also like to start a petition to make every teenage boy read the beautiful words of John Green. Books like The Fault in Our Stars remind me of what love is. It gives me hope (probably a fruitless hope) that there are men out there who are above making 1:00 AM text messages in an attempt to woo a chick whilst drunk and/or faded, or giving false impressions and sweet nothings that mean absolutely nothing. I'm not expecting every teenage boy to be exactly like Augustus Waters (the main dude in the book), but maybe take one or two pointers on how to be a true gentleman in the modern world. (Such as: Display that you genuinely care about us and our feelings, simple things like that)
There's one quotation I will never forget from this book, as said by the amazing Augustus Waters:
"You don't get to choose if you get to hurt in this world, old man, but you do have some say in who hurts you."
Love, summed up in one quotation.
READ THIS BOOK. THIS A COMMAND. READ IT.

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