I don’t think anyone could depict this book any better than Jodi Picoult did when she described it as, “Electric…filled with staccato bursts of humor and tragedy.” The Fault in Our Stars isn’t your average story about a teenager fighting cancer. It’s a story about a teenager LIVING with cancer in every sense of the word. Cancer isn’t the enemy here, dying is. Cancer is trying to live and grow as much as the person it becomes a part of.
We learn right from the beginning that Hazel is terminal, and expect to lose her at the end of the story. What we don’t expect is the relationships she builds when she meets Isaac and Augustus, and the twists the story takes as it unfolds. We expect the world around these kids to stop moving because they have cancer, as if hit by a “grenade”. We find out that life does go on, for those with cancer and those without.
I found myself filled to the brim with emotion while reading this book. Many different emotions. I went in to this expecting to be overcome with nothing but sadness and pity for Hazel and, instead, found myself living through her, feeling happiness, humor, excitement, and grief. I fell in love with Augustus, felt pity for Isaac, and felt joy for Hazel. I felt the friendship between Augustus and Isaac and felt the passion between Hazel and Augustus. I learned what it felt like to be a parent to a child with cancer.
The Fault in Our Stars became one of my favorite books over night and I only wish I was able to properly convey how full my heart felt after reading this. John Green infused this story with so much emotion that you feel like you are living Hazel’s life with her. Cancer is that “four letter word” that no one wants to hear or live with. It is automatically assumed that the quality of life, for both the cancer patient and those around them, suffers and leaves no room for love, laughter, and happiness, but life still goes on, and these precious moments are still felt and lived, despite the sadness, sickness, and impending demise.