“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.”

getting ready to move out of my apartment, and i found one of the first pieces i did before i had this blog. made this sometime last summer

“Your daughter, she’s done a great injustice so we’ve come here seeking revenge. You see, we may not look like much, but between the three of us we have five legs, four eyes and two and a half working pairs of lungs. But we also have two dozen eggs, so if I were you, I would go back inside.” - Augustus Waters, The Fault in Our Stars

white, 14-count aida

At my mum’s a mere eight hours before I leave for the airport. A strangely appropriate time to find this illustration I did after reading @johngreenwritesbooks’ #tfios.