"I’m telling you," Isaac continued, “Augustus Waters talked so much that he’d interrupt you at his own funeral. And he was pretentious: Sweet Jesus Christ, that kid never took a piss without pondering the abundant metaphorical resonances of human waste production. And he was vain: I do not believe I have ever met a more physically attractive person who was more acutely aware of his own physical attractiveness.”
To me that’s the worst fucking part of the whole fucking book.
This speech is so powerful.
Isaac lost everything, he lost his girlfriend, his eyesight, and all he had left was this amazing best friend. And now he’s gonna lose him too.
Excuse me while I go cry for a few hours.