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Sixteen-year-old Hazel, a stage IV thyroid cancer patient, has accepted her terminal diagnosis until a chance meeting with a boy at cancer support group forces her to reexamine her perspective on love, loss, and life.
brnoze: This is a wonderful story with a great premise. A young adult who wakes up as a different person every 24 hours. The author drops into the lives of many different characters and we get to learn through the eyes of the main character A. This is a love story. a coming of age story and a fantasy of a very different kind. I really enjoyed it.… (mais)
Hazel é uma paciente terminal. Ainda que, por um milagre da medicina, seu tumor tenha encolhido bastante — o que lhe dá a promessa de viver mais alguns anos —, o último capítulo de sua história foi escrito no momento do diagnóstico. Mas em todo bom enredo há uma reviravolta, e a de Hazel se chama Augustus Waters, um garoto bonito que certo dia aparece no Grupo de Apoio a Crianças com Câncer. Juntos, os dois vão preencher o pequeno infinito das páginas em branco de suas vidas.
Inspirador, corajoso, irreverente e brutal, A culpa é das estrelas é a obra mais ambiciosa e emocionante de John Green, sobre a alegria e a tragédia que é viver e amar.
Este é um livro muito apreciado pelos jovens devido à atualidade do tema e ao romance entre jovens, sendo um dos livros mais requisitados na nossa biblioteca.
Allison Hunter Hill (VOYA, April 2012 (Vol. 35, No. 1)) Hazel Grace is a sixteen-year-old cancer patient, caught up in the effort it takes to live in a body that everyone knows is running out of time. When she reluctantly agrees to return to her local teen cancer support group to satisfy her mother, the last thing she expects is an encounter with destiny. New to the group, Augustus Waters is handsome, bitingly sarcastic, and in remission. He is also immediately taken with Hazel, and what begins as a casual friendship soon escalates into a full romance. Through an impressive exchange of books and words, philosophies and metaphors, Hazel and Augustus tear apart what it means to be both star-crossed lovers and imminently mortal. While Hazel fixates about how her death will eventually hurt her loved ones, Augustus obsesses about how he will be remembered; the two are drawn together by the justified anxiety they feel over endings. grades 10 to Ages 15 to 18.
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As the tide washed in, the Dutch Tulip Man faced the ocean: "Conjoiner rejoinder poisoner concealer revelator. Look at it, rising up and rising down, taking everything with it."
"What's that?" I asked.
"Water," the Dutchman said. "Well, and time."
-PETER VAN HOUTEN, An Imperial Affliction
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Informação do Conhecimento Comum em inglês.Edite para a localizar na sua língua.
To Esther Earl
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Late in the winter of my seventeenth year, my mother decided I was depressed.
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My favorite book, by a wide margin, was An Imperial Affliction, but I didn't like to tell people about it. Sometimes, you read a book and it fills you with this weird evangelical zeal, and you become convinced that the shattered world will never be put back together unless and until all living humans read the book. And then there are books like An Imperial Affliction, which you can't tell people about, books so special and rare and yours that advertising your affection feels like a betrayal.
It wasn't even that the book was so good or anything; it was just that the author, Peter Van Houten, seemed to understand me in weird and impossible ways. An Imperial Affliction was my book, in the way my body was my body and my thoughts were my thoughts.
There was time before organisms experienced consciousness, and there will be time after. And if the inevitability of human oblivion worries you, I encourage you to ignore it. Got knows that's what everyone else does.
You are buying into the cross-stitched sentiments of your parents' throw pillows. You're arguing that the fragile, rare thing is beautiful simply because it is fragile and rare. But that's a lie, and you know it.
What am I at war with? My cancer. And what is my cancer? My cancer is me. The tumors are made of me. They're made of me as surely as my brain and my heart are made of me. It is a civil war, Hazel Grace, with a predetermined winner.
We live in a universe devoted to the creation, and eradication, of awareness. Augustus Waters did not die after a lengthy battle with cancer. He died after a lengthy battle with human consciousness, a victim—as you will be—of the universe's need to make and unmake all that is possible.
You don't get to choose if you get hurt in this world...but you do have some say in who hurts you. I like my choices.
Apparently, the world is not a wish granting factory.
There will come a time when all of us are dead. All of us. There will come a time when there are no human beings remaining to remember that anyone ever existed or that our species ever did anything. There will be no one left to remember Aristotle or Cleopatra, let alone you. Everything that we did and built and wrote and thought and discovered will be forgotten and all of this will have been for naught. Maybe that time is coming soon and maybe it is millions of years away, but even if we survive the collapse of our sun, we will not survive forever. There was time before organisms experienced consciousness, and there will be time after. And if the inevitability of human oblivion worries you, I encourage you to ignore it. God knows that’s what everyone else does.
Without pain, how could we know joy?' This is an old argument in the field of thinking about suffering and its stupidity and lack of sophistication could be plumbed for centuries but suffice it to say that the existence of broccoli does not, in any way, affect the taste of chocolate.
“I'm in love with you," he said quietly.
"Augustus," I said.
"I am," he said. He was staring at me, and I could see the corners of his eyes crinkling. "I'm in love with you, and I'm not in the business of denying myself the simple pleasure of saying true things. I'm in love with you, and I know that love is just a shout into the void, and that oblivion is inevitable, and that we're all doomed and that there will come a day when all our labor has been returned to dust, and I know the sun will swallow the only earth we'll ever have, and I am in love with you.”
My thoughts are stars I cannot fathom into constellations.
That’s part of what I like about the book in some ways. It portrays death truthfully. You die in the middle of your life, in the middle of a sentence.
What a slut time is. She screws everybody.
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Sixteen-year-old Hazel, a stage IV thyroid cancer patient, has accepted her terminal diagnosis until a chance meeting with a boy at cancer support group forces her to reexamine her perspective on love, loss, and life.
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Apesar do milagre da medicina que fez diminuir o tumor que a atacara há alguns anos, Hazel nunca tinha conhecido outra situação que não a de doente terminal, sendo o capítulo final da sua vida parte integrante do seu diagnóstico. Mas com a chegada repentina ao Grupo de Apoio dos Miúdos com Cancro de uma atraente reviravolta de seu nome Augustus Waters, a história de Hazel vê-se agora prestes a ser completamente rescrita. PERSPICAZ, ARROJADO, IRREVERENTE E CRU, A Culpa é das Estrelas é a obra mais ambiciosa e comovente que o premiado autor John Green nos apresentou até hoje, explorando de maneira brilhante a aventura divertida, empolgante e trágica que é estar-se vivo e apaixonado.
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Inspirador, corajoso, irreverente e brutal, A culpa é das estrelas é a obra mais ambiciosa e emocionante de John Green, sobre a alegria e a tragédia que é viver e amar.