PRESENTATION OUTLINE
The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars. But in ourselves, that we are underlings.
There is no shortage of fault to be found amid our stars.
The world is not a wish-granting factory.
That's the thing about pain. It demands to be felt.
Grief does not change you, Hazel.
It reveals you.
Our fearlessness shall be our secret weapon.
Some infinities are bigger than other infinities.
The marks humans leave are too often scars.
