Harry: Sloely, ever so slowly, my eyes open again. "Albus....." I repeat. "James. Rose...Wherer are they? I wanna see them" I say, sitting up. The way I speak it's like they're the injured ones, not us. Attempting to standI instantly fall back
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