The Fault In Our Stars - Blog Posts

Capa para a fanfic “A culpa é das estrelas” escrito por Bynario para a seção de Yuri on Ice.

Como devem ver, eu meio que me inspirei na capa de A culpa é das estrelas para a produção dessa capa, então quero muito agradecer ao João verde *cof cof John Green -qq* pelo livro que fez tanto sucesso e o famoso “okay? okay.” que marcou tanto minha adolescência UHSAUHSA

Se inspire! Não copie! Créditos aos Fanartistas ~

Link da fanfic em breve.

I just read the fault in our stars and here's what I think

I'm probably gonna make 2 posts abt this book bcs I love it sm. this first one won't focus on the romance and more of like- the surroundings, specially Hazel's favorite book, AIA. I read the book at school so yeah that embarassed me bcs I was crying when the teacher came in.

Before I dive into AIA, I want to really talk about the surroundings of the book, the other people yk, aside from Augustus and Hazel. The book, aside from the romance, shows how people respond to other people with cancer, I mean, how they manage it. We see it with Hazel's mother and father, with Augustus' family as well as Monica(Isaac's ex). They all responded differently to their loved one's having cancer, and they treat it differently too. But I won't focus on that, I want to focus on how it affects them, and apply it to real life situations. The book doesn't really hide the fact that everyone around them feels bad for them, and that their parents are sad about it. And it's a good detail because the book is a romance book, but it deals so much with the "losing someone" concept. I love how you feel butterflies in your stomach yet heartwrecking pain at the same time. because the sadness in it, the way Hazel just accepted her fate, the way Augustus accepted his, and Isaac too. They never had hope from the start but their families and the people around them did. It's easy to have hope when you're not the one struggling.

But thats the thing. Hazel accepted her fate easily. but Augustus? She could not.

In Augustus' story, Hazel is part of the other people. She's his collateral damage. Hazel feared being the time bomb for Augustus but it turns out Augustus was the real one.

Its devastating to read the parts where Augustus was slowly succumbing to his cancer. Because the chapters were suddenly so short, Every time I flipped the book I got scared bcs it chapter got faster and faster. shorter and shorter. Then the devastating "Augustus Waters died"

Everyone was affected by Augustus' conditiion, everyone was collateral damage, their emotions were side effects. MAN I CAN'T DO THIS RN IM CRYING ILL POST AGAIN SOME OTHER DAY

this book is genuinely FIRE, haven’t seen the show tho, but i recommend the book x100000

John Green - Looking for Alaska ⭐⭐⭐

First drink. First prank. First friend. First love. Last words.

Miles Halter is fascinated by famous last words--and tired of his safe life at home. He leaves for boarding school to seek what the dying poet Fran ois Rabelais called the "Great Perhaps." Much awaits Miles at Culver Creek, including Alaska Young, who will pull Miles into her labyrinth and catapult him into the Great Perhaps. My thoughts on the book: The book was well written and the characters were all somewhat likeable. I do think I would have liked the book more if I hadn't seen the series first.

Don’t you ever just want to run away from everything. People, Everyone. Just get into your car and never return. You the open road and a Guns N’ Roses Album blasting on the stero. I want to just up and leave the terrible town. Go to California and do crazy things. Stand on the top of the Empire State Building and pretend to howl like a wolf. Or maybe start a band in the back of a person house. John Green should write a book about my life.

-I need a biopic about my life

The way the fucking book ends read it guys read “the fault in our stars” by John green please but anyways formal apology don’t know what was up with me in those last few posts kinda going through it I’m good tho I hope someone loves me like how Augustus waters loved Hazel grace Lancaster.

Can someone tell me what poet wrote “So dawn goes down today, nothing gold can stay.” It’s in the book and I can’t find it for the life of me

“Writing does not resurrect. It buries.”

WRONG VAN HOUTEN WRONG HAZEL WRONG JOHN GREEN WRITING KEEPS A MEMORY ALIVE WRITING DOES RESURRECT THE DEAD

Great way to start a chapter NOT

“You gave me forever within our numbered days”

UGLY CRYING I CANNOT FUCKING DO THIS IM GONE BRO WHAT THE FUCK AM I DOING TO MYSELF WHY AM I READING THIS

YALL CANUCKS GOT ONE AGAINST OILERS YAHOO STILL UGLY CRYING BUT YIPPEE

“I’m in love with you,I am. I’m in love with you, and I’m not in the business of denying myself the simple pleasure of saying true things. I’m in love with you, and I know that love is just a shout into the void, and that oblivion is inevitable, and that we’re all doomed and that there will come a day when all our labor has been returned to dust, and I know the sun will swallow the only earth we’ll ever have, and I’m in love with you.”

Oh Augustus Waters the man that you are.

"You don't get to choose if you get hurt in this world...but you do have some say in who hurts you. I like my choices."

- John Green, The Fault In Our Stars

Mr Van Houten

Ben iyi bir insanım ama berbat bir yazarım. Sen berbat bir insansın ama iyi yazarsın. Bence iyi bir takım oluruz. Lütfen bunu düzeltin, Hazel için anma konuşması. Benden yazmamı istedi ve bende çabalıyorum. Ama biraz sihir iyi olurdu. Mesele şu ki hepimiz hatırlanmak isteriz. Ama Hazel farklı. Hazel gerçeğin farkında. O, bir milyon hayran istemedi. O sadece bir tane istedi ve isteğine kavuştu da. Belki genişce sevilmedi ama derinden sevildi. Çoğumuzdan daha fazlasını yaşamak değil midir bu zaten? Hazel hastalandığında öldüğümün farkındaydım ama söylemek istemedim. Yoğun bakımdayken 10 dakikalığına içeri sızdım ve onunla oturdum, ta ki yakalanana dek. Gözleri kapalıydı. Rengi solmuştu. Ama elleri hala onun elleriydi. Hala sıcaktı ve tırnaklarında koyu lacivert bir oje vardı. Onları öylece tutdum ve ne kadar değersiz bir dünya ola bileceğini anladım. O kadar güzel ki. Ona bakmakdan sıkılmazsınız. "Benden zeki mi?" diye paranoya yapamazsınız çünkü zeki. Kalp kırmadan komik ola biliyor. Onu seviyorum. Öyle bir seviyorum ki. Onu sevdiğim için o kadar şanslıyım ki Van Houten. İncinip incinmeyeceğine dair tercih yapma şansın yok ama seni kimin incitebileceğini seçebilirsin. Ben seçimlerimden memnunum. Umarım o da memnundur . . .

~ Okay Hazel Grace ?

      ~ Okay.

Take notes boys

Person: Why on earth do you fall in love with fictional characters rather that real boys?

Jem Carstairs: I can offer you my life, but it is a short life; I can offer you my heart, though I have no idea how many more beats it shall sustain. But I love you enough to hope that you wil not care that I am being selfish in trying to make the rest of my life - whatever length - happy, by spending it with you. I want to be married to you, Tessa. I want it more than I have ever wanted anything else in my life.

Augustus Waters: I’m in love with you, and I know that love is just a shout into the void, and that oblivion is inevitable, and that we’re all doomed and that there will come a day when all our labor has been returned to dust, and I know the sun will swallow the only earth we’ll ever have, and I am in love with you.

Maxon Schreave: I want everything with you, America. I want the holidays and the birthdays, the busy seasons and lazy weekends. I want peanut butter fingerprints on my desk. I want inside jokes and fights and everything. I want a life with you.

Will Herondale: Marry me. Marry me, Tess. Marry me and be Tessa Herondale. Or be Tessa Gray, or be whatever you wish to call yourself, but marry me and stay with me and never leave me, for I cannot bear another day of my life to go by that does not have you in it.

Dimitri Belikov: I love you, Roza. I'll always be here for you. I'm not going to let anything happen to you.

Ian O'Shea: I held you in my hands, Wanderer, and you were beautiful.

Percy Jackson: The world was collapsing, and the only thing that mattered to me was that she was alive.

Patch Capriano: I missed you, Angel. Not one day went by that I didn't feel you missing from my life.

Ethan Wate: I never loved you any more than I do, right this second. And I'll never love you any less than I do, right this second.

Tobias Eaton: I might be in love with you, but I'm waiting until I'm sure to tell you.

Jace Herondale: I love you, and I will love you until I die and if there’s a life after that, I’ll love you then.

Peeta Mellark: My nightmares are usually about losing you.

Real boys: ...

Real boys: ...

Real boys: ...

Real boys: ... nice butt

Hey, don’t worry.

An Open Letter to TFioS

Dear TFioS,

I got you for Christmas and I watched you in the movie-theater last Saturday and I like you. I like you but that doesn’t mean I don’t have something to say to you.

Of course your unorthodox and irreverent plot is refreshing and it really talks to people in many ways. This is somehing that people are craving—what I personally am craving and thank you for being this way. A book review said that you are “damn near genius” and you are so. It sounds like a huge compliment (one that I’ve never received, so I sort of envy you for it) but this isn’t the greatest one, which would be:”it’s genius”. John Green is made of awesome and so are you, TFioS, still, neither of you are made of genius. Let me elaborate:

#1: Is the fault really in our stars? John Rawls would probably congratulate you on the fine point you have made about how nature is creating random inequality and unfairness. What mindless animal would one have to be to say that it is fair what Hazel and Gus went through, none of it out of their own making or desert? Their example—and the title really—shows what a great fault there is in what our lot is in life. It would have been fair if Hazel and Gus’ cancer was given to an evil mass-murderer—yeah, I don’t really mean that; no one should get cancer, ever. You tell it wondrously that no matter who you are or what you’ve done, this sort of pain is unbearably immense. Everyone deserves the same and that same would be a normal life, which is free of disease, free of tragedy, free of all sorts of bad things. Everyone deserves it because of human dignity, which is everybody’s. When Gus calls Hazel to the petrol station to help him because he got very sick, we get to see the unromanticized version of dying from cancer, which is the true version of dying: painful and miserable. This whole thing is an attempt to introduce us—through characters we get to care about and truly heartbraking events happening to them—to the reality of undeserved suffering in the world. I used the word:”undeserved”, but is it really? It would also be fair if everyone on earth was suffering the same as these kids, wouldn’t it? As I’ve said before, only a terrible person would say that, and that’s because of human dignity. And where does that come from? One could say that:”Yes, people do terrible things sometimes but no one deserves to suffer or experience pain.” Such a statement would be based on the concept of dignity, which’ existence we can only assume, following our moral compass, our feelings. Naturally, I wouldn’t say that there’s no such a thing as human dignity or that I want to see someone go through this hell. My point is that the origin of dignity is not inspected thoroughly and it cannot be a groundless assumption. If we built on it, first we’d need to see why it’s an unshakable foundation. 

#2: Infinities are problematic. I’m not going to discuss the mathematical inexactitude of your statement about the size of the infinity between 0 and 1 compared to the one between 0 and 2 because you’ve already apologized for that and also because it doesn’t really matter. At the end of the story, when Hazel remembers her time together with Gus, she is really grateful for their “little infinity”. I suppose she means that their relationship and their experiences were immeasurably valuable, even if smaller in number than the one’s of someone with a greater lifespan. This serves as a poetic and sublime element, though it also implies that even where there is great pain, there’s beauty. But if all that is equal in worth to what other people have, then why is it sad that they have to die? Or is it not sad at all? Is it okay for them to have to go through all that horror and then die so young? It’s rather terrible—or unspeakably terrible. But if only the quantity and the length of beautiful things in life matter, what’s the limit of having a good life? If everyone had the same amount of happiness and the same length of it and an equal lifespan, I suppose that’d count as a good world. But wouldn’t we try to extend the length of our lives if everyone was to live 80 years already? It would be neat if everyone lived for 200 years, wouldn’t it? And if Hazel and Gus were to live 80 years, whereas everyone else 200 years, would that count as a tragedy, too? Is it just the relative length and amount that matters or is it the absolute of them? It seems that both do: we want a relatively and an absolutely longer, richer life. That’s alright, of course. The ultimate thing we would settle with is infinity—literal infinity, not just the allegorical one. To have Hazel be grateful for what they shared is really awesome, my point is really what this tells the audience is unclear and/or indefinite.

#3: Where’s that extra mile? When Hazel and Gus are talking about what comes after death, I thought some conclusion would be made. Okay, there was actually this: even people, who believe in something transcendent aren’t necessarily morons. Thanks, I appreciate it, but whether or not there’s an afterlife, or whether or not God exists, these are sort of important questions. Especially when you’re so conscious about your imminent death. The whole thing is understandable, of course, since to someone who is not a believer, it’s obvious that there’s no Heaven, no Lord, no nothing, yet I was extremely let down, when Gus said that there has to be a point to it all and Hazel’s reply was about the overall pointlessness of everything AND then no distinct conclusion, apart from what’s above. It’s nice of you not to take away the hopes of christians though. But to make two teenagers so profound as Hazel and Gus are and then just let them be diplomatic about the point (or the pointlessness) of being is just lazy. It’s popular to think that a writer’s duty is to ask important questions but it is also their duty to offer answers to important questions and not be like:”Yeah, ‘A’ might be the ultimate truth, but whoever says ‘B’ is it, well, yeah, they’re totally cool to say that.”

Okay, TFioS, I’m sorry for criticizing you, I don’t mean to hurt your feelings or something. You are a beautiful book—you never forgot to be awesome. Thank you for existing and thank you for feeling the pain of everybody, especially of those who feel the greatest pain.

Best wishes,

B

P.S.: Okay.

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its always “wyd” and not “I'm in love with you, and I'm not in the business of denying myself the simple pleasure of saying true things. I'm in love with you, and I know that love is just a shout into the void, and that oblivion is inevitable, and that we're all doomed and that there will come a day when all our labor has been returned to dust, and I know the sun will swallow the only earth we'll ever have, and I am in love with you.”

“Okay,” he said after forever. “Maybe okay will be our always.”

john green on tumblr appreciation post

swiftie green

BRO I ALSO JUST FOUND OUT THAT CRASH COURSE JOHN GREEN IS THE FAULT IN OUR STARS JOHN GREEN

how much hate would an account no one knows about get if i make a John Green tumblr remembrance post rn?

fuck it ima do it

how much hate would an account no one knows about get if i make a John Green tumblr remembrance post rn?

fuck it ima do it

YOU ALL I JUST FOUND OUT THAT JOHN GREEN WAS DRIVEN OFF TUMBLR SEVEN YEARS AGO AND TUMBLR LOST ONE OF ITS MOST HUMOROUS PERSON TO A C0️⃣#ᴷ POST

you all horny childish idiots....

Holy shit

Also this totally should have been in the soundtrack for The Fault In Our Stars

This is what I think of when I think of Tumblr, all in one picture. Is this accurate?

me trying to continue the book after reading my favourite character’s death

I hate everyone. Especially you John Green.

I KNEW. I READ THE BOOK, I KNEW. I waited for a month before watching the movie to be prepared but it changed NOTHING.

I BAWLED MY EYES OUT. JOHN GREEN I WILL FIND YOU.