Book Review: The Fault in Our Stars

I literally just finished reading The Fault in Our Stars by John Green. I wanted to write this review as soon as possible so I didn't lose any of the feelings this book gave me.

I loved it. I want to sit and just think about this book and the characters and their ways of thinking for days. The most important thing about this novel is that it made me feel. It made me think. I'm inclined to say it changed my life.

Something about two teens who are terminally ill still finding the ability to fall in love and mean so much to each other while still knowing that they are going to die very soon really struck me. At sixteen and seventeen the were both so wise. And I suppose maybe cancer does give you a little perspective and a little knowledge. I'll hopefully never know.

But the way these two approached life stuck with me. They didn't do the typical and cliche "live every day like its your last"--although it very well might have been. Instead, they focused on enjoying the present. Everyone is always so concerned with "living life to the fullest" because these are the years we'll look back on fondly, the years we'll never get back.  But we take for granted the privilege of living long enough to be able to look back. These two were so strongly devoted to the present and to just noticing the things around them. They did not avoid the fact that they would soon die. They accepted it and for the most part, welcomed it.

I think the thing about a good book is that it makes you feel and it makes you think. I can't describe how this book made me feel, but I'm glad to have read it, I'm glad to have been forced to think. It's weird saying I love a book that is so sad. But I did. I loved reading it.

It's difficult for me to describe how it affected me but it did. "My thoughts are stars I cannot fathom into constellations."

It was something so beautiful and I feel like it changed my life. I want to read it again.