“My name is Hazel Grace Lancaster and Augustus Waters was the star-crossed love of my life. Ours was an epic love story and I probably won’t be able to get more than a sentence out without disappearing into a puddle of tears.
Like all real love stories, ours will die with us. As it should.
You know, I’d kind of hoped that he would be the one eulogizing me. Because there’s really no one else. Yeah, no. Um… I’m not gonna talk about our love story, because I can’t. So, instead, I’m gonna talk about math.
I am not a mathematician, but I do know this. There are infinite numbers between zero and one. There’s point-one, point-one-two, and point-one-one-two, and… and an infinite collection of others. Of course, there is a bigger infinite set of numbers between zero and two or between zero and a million. Some infinities are simply bigger than other infinities. A writer that we used to like taught us that.
You know, I want more numbers… than I’m likely to get. And, God… do I want more days for Augustus Waters than what he got?
But, Gus…
My love…
I can not tell you how thankful I am for our little infinity.
Hold on…
You gave me a forever within the numbered days. And for that, I am… I am eternally grateful.
I love you so much.”
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