"We have to get you to a hospital, your G-tube's infected"
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 an even bigger infinite set of numbers between 0 and 2, or between 0 and a million. Some infinities are bigger than other infinities...But Gus, I cannot tell you how thankful I am for our little infinity.
Hazel and Augustus took their friend Isaac to egg his ex-girlfriend's house because she hadn't checked on him since he lost his eyesight.
"Without pain, we could never know joy"
Augustus called Hazel in the middle of the night from a gas station. His G-tube was infected, but he was embarrassed and didn't want Hazel to call an ambulance. This is the start of Augustus's downfall.
Here's the thing about Hazel: Almost everyone is obsessed with leaving a mark upon the world. Bequeathing a legacy. Outlasting death. We all want to be remembered. I do, too. That's what bothers me most, is being another unremembered casualty in the ancient and unglorious war against disease. I want to leave a mark. But Van Houten: The marks humans leave are too often scars. . Hazel is different. She walks lightly, old man. She walks lightly upon the Earth. Hazel knows the truth: we are as likely to hurt the universe as we are to help it, and we are not likely to do either. People will say it's sad that she leaves a lesser scar, that fewer remember her, that dshe was loved deeply but not widely. But it's not sad, Van Houten. It's triumphant. It's heroic. Isn't that real heroism? Like the doctors say: First, do no harm. The real heroes anyway aren't the people doing things; the real heroes arew the ones noticing things, paying attention. I got my wish, i suppose. I left my scar,She is so beautiful. YUou don't get tired of looking ather. You never worry if she's smarter than you: you know she is. She is funny wihout ever being mean. I love her. I am so lucky to love her, Van Houten. You don't get to choose if you get hurt in this world, old man, but you do have some say in who hurts you. I like my choices. I hope she likes hers.
Augustus called Hazel and Isaac to the church with their eulogies so he could "attend" his own funeral. Hazel talked about the small infinity she got from him. Augustus dies eight days later.
Hazel speaks at Augustus's funeral, Peter Van Houten shows up afterwards.
Hazel goes to Augustus's house to search for something he may have been writing for her. She found a journal with several pages ripped out and is looking for them.
Hazel finds what Augustus wrote to her. It was her eulogy.