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“Your eyes, Their glamorous radiance, Their eternal, heavenly warmth, Their delicate and intricate beauty, The desire to see that twinkle, That gorgeous hazel glow, Overwhelms me, Hazel, the most beautiful Shade of green, Like splashes of sunlight, painting The trembling woods a patchwork of Deep ambers and throbbing reds, Like a shrouded sky, suffocating By melting greys and inky blacks, Like the rippling of chestnut browns And pine greens on a trembling tree, Your eyes, they seem, are Always distracted, Always thinking, Always swirling with hidden embers And falling leaves, They hold so many secrets That I wish I could read, Mesmerising, perplexing, surreal, How I longed to be drowned in Those dizzying pools of colours And never be found again, I adore your hazel eyes, How they utterly charm me, Like the richly brilliant stars, They truly are a masterpiece”

“Your eyes, Their glamorous radiance, Their eternal, heavenly warmth, Their delicate and intricate beauty, The desire to see that twinkle, That gorgeous hazel glow, Overwhelms me, Hazel, the most beautiful Shade of green, Like the rippling of chestnut browns And greens on trembling trees, Like splashes of sunlight, painting The woods a patchwork of Ambers and throbbing reds, Of golds and silvers, Of light and shade On a callous and dreary morning, Like the feeling of grasping a Warm cup of coffee, Holding it softly between your hands Watching, in a daze, as it Dances elegantly in a Blend of acorns and pinecones, Your eyes, they seem, are Always distracted, Always thinking, Always swirling with hidden embers And falling leaves, They hold so many secrets That I wish I could read, Mesmerising, perplexing, surreal, How I longed to be drowned in Those dizzying pools of colours And never be found again, I adore your hazel eyes, How they utterly charm me, Like the richly brilliant stars, They truly are a masterpiece”

“Let us go then, you and I, When the evening is spread out against the sky Like a patient etherized upon a table. Let us go, through certain half-deserted streets, The muttering retreats Of restless nights in one-night cheap hotels And sawdust restaurants with oyster shells: Streets that follow like a tedious argument Of insidious intent To lead you to an overwhelming question... Oh, do not ask, "What is it?" Let us go and make our visit. We have lingered in the chambers of the sea By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown Till human voices wake us, and we drown.”

“He shook his head, just looking at me. - "What?" I asked. - "Nothing" he said. - "Why are you looking at me like that?" Augustus half smiled. "Because you`re beautiful. I enjoy looking at beautiful people, and I decided a while ago not to deny myself the simpler pleasures of existence." A brief awkward silence ensued. Augustus plowed through: "I mean, particularly given that, as you so deliciously pointed out, all of this will end in oblivion and everything." I kind of scoffed or sighed or exhaled in a way that was vaguely coughy and then said, "I`m not beau-" - "You are like a millennial Natalie Portman. Like V for Vendetta Natalie Portman." - "Never seen it." - "Really?" he asked. "Pixie-haired gorgeous girl dislikes authority and can`t help but fall for a boy she knows is trouble. It`s your autobiography, so far as I can tell." His every syllable flirted. Honestly, he kind of turned me on. I didn`t even know that guys could turn me on - not, like, in real life.”

“Um..." Hazel faltered. "You mean you won't... you're not going to-" "Claim your life?" Thantos asked. "Well, let's see..." He pulled a pure-black iPad from thin air. Death, tapped the screen a few times, and all Frank could think was: Please don't let there be an app for reaping souls. "I don't see you on the list," Thantos said. "Pluto gives me specific orders for escaped souls, you see. For some reason, he has not issued a warrant for yours. Perhaps he feels your life is not finished, or it could be n oversight. If you'd like me to call and ask-" "No!" Hazel yelped. "That's okay." "Are you sure?" Death asked helpfully. "I have video-conferencing enabled. I have his Skype address here somewhere...”

“He gave her a smile that wasn’t really a smile at all. “Eh, it wouldn’t be so bad. I wouldn’t have to study for the SATs or get a summer job or figure out my major. I can drink Elderflower wine all day, dance all through the night, and sleep on a bower of roses.” Hazel made a face. “I’m pretty sure there are some colleges where you can do that. I bet there are some colleges where you can major in that.”

“With a silent order, I urged Snout forward—but he veered away, charging toward Hazel instead. No, Snout! I thought. Toward the roof! He ignored me. That was the problem with a machine that obeyed your thoughts. Instead of doing what you said, it did what you wanted. “The Predator !” Hazel shouted at me as I heaved toward the irrigation tower. “Stop the Predator !” “I’m trying!” I yelled back. “I can’t!” “Why not?” “’Cause this stupid thing brought me to you instead.” “Why?” Then she looked at my face again and said, “Aw, that’s sweet.” I flushed. “Oh, shut up.”

“I missed the future. Obviously I knew even before his recurrence that I'd never grow old with Augustus Waters. But thinking about Lidewij and her boyfriend, I felt robbed. I would probably never again see the ocean from thirty thousand feet above, so far up that you can't make out the waves or any boats, so that the ocean is a great and endless monolith. I could imagine it. I could remember it. But I couldn't see it again, and it occurred to me that the voracious ambition of humans is never sated by dreams coming true, because there is always the thought that everything might be done better and again.”