The Fault In Our Stars.

This beautifully written novel captures the very idea of infinity: Some infinities are larger than others, but important and wonderful nonetheless. I cried while reading this, even though I am already aware of every happening in the story. That is just how powerful it is. Some people will never come in to contact with sickness, although everyone will come in to contact with death, but some will blissfully be able to ignore that people die from something that is made of them. These people can live their lives without knowing cancer or disease, and maybe without even knowing one that knows it. But as Mr. Green put, “That’s the thing about pain. it demands to be felt.” And whether it is you, or a friend, or family, or a random human on the other side of the earth experiencing the pain of cancer, it’s still someone. So read this book, and if for no other reason read it because it will show you that people can love, laugh, cry, and be depressed even when they are grenades. Because it’s all just a side effect of dying.

With Smiles,

Ivy B. Lake