Review: The Fault in Our Stars by John Green
Publishing Date: January 10, 2012
Publisher: Dutton Books
Pages: 368 (Hardcover)
Summary (From Goodreads):I've been wanting to write this review for a long time. There's so much to say, but it's almost impossible to say it. I've tried to make myself just sit down and do it. Get it done. Rip it off like a band-aid. But each time, I just couldn't find the words. Or, at least, the right words. I think I've finally found them though.
Love is not entirely composed of happy things. If it were, what would love be at all? When people think of love, it is usually in that ooshy-gushy, holding hands, iwillloveyouforeverandever, type thing. But love is made up of more than that. Love is made up of more than just happiness.
Love can be made up by dreary things, sad things, things that cause countelss emotions. Sure, happy things are a part of love, but they are not love in its entirety. Love can be for something melancholy or gloomy, like a rainy day. Love can be the hard things in life, like rough days that somehow make you stronger. The days that, in the end, push you harder and make you grateful. That is why a heart-breaking, emotional, tear-jerking story such as this one can even be described as love, and can be described as something completely beautiful.
This is the story of cancer patient, Hazel Lancaster. She grew up knowing that she was going to die. She constantly stays tethered to an oxygen tank, and hasn't really had many true friends since she was diagnosed.
Until she meets Augustus Waters. A cancer survivor himself, something about Hazel catches his eye when they see each other at a "Cancer Support Group" meeting. He asks her to come see a movie at his house with him, and that is the beginning of everything.
These characters are some of my favorites, possibly ever. As opposed to a strong, kick-butt, dystopian female who can do everything for herself, Hazel is quite dependent on others. But she is still strong. Stronger than I've ever been, at least. She finds a way to maintain her independence and her own opinion, even when everyone else tells her she can't. Even the knowledge that she's dying won't let her stop living.
And Augustus Waters. Oh, Augustus Waters. What can I say? He's a great person. Absolutley beautiful. I don't really know what to say about him. You can just read about him. I don't think I could find any words that accurately describe him. He's just his own person. The only words to desrcibe him are Augustus Waters.
I'll admit, for a long time, I didn't really want to read this book. I was worried that I would go into it with high expectations and it wouldn't live up to what everyone else claimed it was. In additon, I rarely read contemporary. I like to stick with dystopia, urban fantasy, medieval fiction, etc. Mainly, fiction with a good bit of action in it. So, this book had no general appeal to me.
About a month ago, though, I saw my best friend put up a review for this book. She gave it five stars and went on about how good and emotional it was. So, I decided it was worth a shot. Little did I know what I was walking into.
I've never cried over a book like I have for The Fault in our Stars. I've cried hard, but not like this. This was sheer, raw emotion. It was one of the most beautiful things I've ever read, which makes it hard to talk about. It cuts deep into you, reaching into emotions buried so deeply inside, you barely knew you had them at all. It touches a part of us that we all fear, a part of our hearts that is innate in nearly every human.
So, what can I say? Read the book.
Favorite Quote: “My thoughts are stars I cannot fathom into constellations.”
Peace out, Girl Scouts,