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"I used to think it would be fun to live on a cloud. [...] But then in middle school science, Mr. Martinez asked who among us had ever fantasized about living in the clouds, and everyone raised their hands. Then Mr. Martinez told us that up in the clouds the wind blew one hundred and fifty miles an hour and the temperature was thirty below zero and there was no oxygen and we'd all die within seconds."
"Sounds like a nice guy."
"He specialized in the murder of dreams, Hazel Grace, let me tell you. You think volcanoes are awesome? Tell that to the ten thousand screaming corpses at Pompeii. You still secretly believe that there is an element of magic to this world? It's all just soulless molucules bouncing against each other randomly. Do you worry about who will take care of you if your parent die? As well you should, because they will be worm food in the fullness of time."
"Ignorance is bliss," I said.

Importado de "The Fault in our Stars"