I am not a mathematician, but i know this: 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.
chapter twenty | pg. 260 | the fault in our stars | john green (emphasis my own)
i thoroughly enjoyed every minute of john green’s masterpiece the fault in our stars, and i simply cannot wait for this book to be turned into a movie for the big screen. while the writing throughout the entire novel is magnificent, this particular paragraph resonated the most.