“You realize that trying to keep your distance from me will not lessen my affection for you. All efforts to save me from you will fail.”
I’ve been holding off reading The Fault in Our Stars because EVERYONE has told me it’s incredible and I figured when I picked it up, one of two things would happen. Either it wouldn’t live up to the hype and I’d be bummed, or it would be as good as I’ve heard and I’d sob through the whole thing. But my sister lent me a copy, so I read it.
And I texted her mean things as I sobbed through the whole thing.
The Fault in Our Stars is about a teenage girl with cancer. She’s well aware that she will die from it someday, so she’s started to guard herself against hurting people by simply cutting them out of her life. Then she meets a fellow cancer survivor, Augustus, at a support group. He won’t let her push him away (in a good way. not a Twilight way) and they bond over their diagnoses and a book that she lends him.
This book should be cheesy. It’s not. It’s beautiful and tragic and wonderful. It’s a book about love and youth and books. It lived up to every one of my expectations, and even though I (literally, y’all) sobbed into a glass of wine when it was over, I loved it. I will read it again and recommend it to the few souls who haven’t picked it up yet. It was a GOOD book.
(see Caitlin? I didn’t call it the devil book even once!)