It’s so easy to be bitter.
I could complain about how screwed up child abusers are all day long. I could call all of my friends and tell them how horrible human beings are and how I wish child abuse would stop existing. I could focus on the negatives, and lose myself to the battle that breaks millions of children everyday.
But I can’t. Not because child abuse isn’t a big issue – it clearly is – but because sometimes you need to simply see the light before you bask in it. We need to know that there is hope for those who have been abused before we can ignite a crusade against it. Continue reading
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Rating: 4/5 stars.
“‘That’s the thing about pain,” Augustus said, and then glanced back at me. ‘It demands to be felt.'”
Okay, dang. That’s deep. I hang out with some of the smartest kids at my school, and we do engage in sophisticated debate from time to time, but none of us really produce such philosophical insight in everyday conversation. How unrealistic John Green’s characters tend to be has turned me off from most of his other books – the characters in this one suffered slightly from it too – but The Fault in Our Stars as a whole is John Green’s best book to date.