End of Chapter Thirteen

Hazel Grace: I don’t think you’re dying, I think you’ve just got a touch of cancer.
Augustus Waters: I’m on a roller coaster that only goes up.
Hazel Grace: And it is my privilege and my responsibility to ride all the way up with you.
Augustus Waters: Would it be absolutely ludicrous to try to make out?
Hazel Grace: There is no try. There is only do.

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