Today is Valentine's day so I'll be a bit cheesy and chose to reread The Fault In Our Stars by John Green. It caught my attention again because of the release of it's movie trailer which my friend said is a tear jerker. Hmmm, sorry but I didn't cry over this book but I like it (or maybe I read this with just a so-so feeling, well I'm rereading it again, will let you know if I now have more emotion).
"This is not so much an author's note as an author's reminder of what was printed in small type a few pages ago: This book is a work of fiction. I made it up. Neither novels nor their readers benefit from attempts to divine whether any facts hide inside a story. Such efforts attack the very idea that made-up stories can matter, which is sort of the foundational assumption of our species. I appreciate your cooperation in this matter."
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"Hazel is terminally ill. She is going to die. But when her mother forces her to go to Cancer Kid Support Group, she meets Augustus, and her brief life changes as she experiences love and life for the first time. Together, Hazel and Augustus take a look at what life means and what they should do about it. In their own "weird" way - to quote their dads - they seize what time they have left and change it to fit their view of how things should be."
Before I spoil more spoils (like what I did with my friend), I'll just greet you Happy Valentine's Day and leave you with the below quote from the book.
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Everyone should enjoy this day. Every person deserves to be love!
Thanks for reading. Till then. Bye!




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