Harry: I smile at our second son. "You have a great family. A wonderful mummy, a great big brother, a kind aunt, a silly uncle, and a quiet cousin. You'll love it" I whisper as he grabs my finger
The world is not a wish granting factory.
Some infinities are bigger than other infinities.
I fell in love the way you fall asleep. Slowly, then all at once.
It's a metaphor Hazel Grace.
- The fault on in our stars