We Just Did An Awesome Job Of

As I Recall, You Promised To Call When You Finished The Book, Not Text.

Doing Stuff Never Feels As Good As You Hope It Will Feel.

Hazel Grace,” He Said. “hi,” I Said. “how Are You?” “grand,” He Said. “i Have Been Wanting To Call You On A Nearly Minutely Basis, But I Have Been Waiting Until I Could Form A Coherent Thought In Re An Imperial Affliction.” (he Said “in Re.” He Really Did. That Boy.)

Imagining The Future Is A Kind Of Nostalgia. (...) You Spend Your Whole Life Stuck In The Labyrinth, Thinking About How You'll Escape It One Day, And How Awesome It Will Be, And Imagining That Future Keeps You Going, But You Never Do It. You Just Use The Future To Escape The Present.

And Imagining That Future Keeps You Going, But You Never Do It. You Just Use The Future To Escape The Present.