Day 27 – A Book That You Both Love and Hate
First of all, sorry for the absence. I’m running a day late with my challenge but unfortunately my daughter has been having a bit of an episode and has made doing things the past two days incredibly difficult. But I suppose we’ll get there.
We’re getting on with the challenge and for this prompt I choose a book that both pulled me in and pushed me away.
A book I both love and hate is A Fault in our Stars by John Green.
I love The Fault in our Stars.
I hate The Fault in our Stars.
It’s beautiful and witty, funny and heartwarming.
Its heartbreaking and tragic and it hurts.
I hate that it made me laugh and smile. I hate that I fell so irrevocably in love with Haze Grace and Augustus Waters knowing that it would end in pain. And it did end in pain. It was set in the stars to end in oblivion and I feared that as much as the beloved characters.
Why did it have to be Augustus? Hadn’t he been dealt a shit enough had in life? And why dud it have to leave Hazel Grace terminal and in a world without Augustus Waters?
Ultimately, The Fault in our Stars is a book about Hazel Grace, a girl who has cancer which is terminal. She believes she is a side affect of cancer an when she dies, because she will, she will blow a hole in the lives of those around her. Until Augustus Waters. Augustus is just another cancer kid except he’s in remission and he’s determined to spend time with Hazel Grace and to love her despite her impending demise.
Its a book about love and life and death.
Looking back on TFIOS now that I am 22, not 16, and have suffered the loss of those I held so dear to me, I get it. And I wish I didn’t because death sucks. Cancer is horrible enough to watch but I can’t imagine having to live through that kind of suffering and trying to hold yourself together.
The Book is filled with so many brilliant quotes, with some of the most recognised YA quotes.
There are infinite numbers between 0 and 1. There’s .1 and .12 and .112 and an infinite collection of others. Of course, there is a bigger infinite set of numbers between 0 and 2, or between 0 and a million. Some infinities are bigger than other infinities. A writer we used to like taught us that. There are days, many of them, when I resent the size of my unbounded set. I want more numbers than I’m likely to get, and God, I want more numbers for Augustus Waters than he got. But, Gus, my love, I cannot tell you how thankful I am for our little infinity. I wouldn’t trade it for the world. You gave me a forever within the numbered days, and I’m grateful.
I cried so much. I’m honestly not even sure why I put myself through this kind of heartbreak knowing fine well that’s what was going to happen.
I love this book and I hate it and I’d happily do it all again.