"Without pain, how could we know joy?"
"It would be a privilege to have my heart broken by you."

"I'm tired of living without really leaving. I’m tired of wanting things. We can’t have a lot of things."
"We need that touch from the one we love, almost as much as we need the air to breathe. But I never understood the importance of a touch. Until I couldn't have it."

"I hope my life wasn't for nothing."
"If I'm going to die, I want to actually live first. And then I'll die."

When it hurts both, why does one might still feel hurted.
One thing about pain. It demands to be felt.

Mencintai yang sakit. Mencintai rasa sakit. Mencinta saat sakit. Memaknai rasa cinta dan rasa sakit secara bersamaan. Bila sudah sama-sama sakit, kenapa masih merasa tersakiti?

Bukankah dalam "aku mencintamu" ada "aku telah memilih untuk menyakitimu dan diriku sendiri" di dalamnya.

The Fault in Our Stars
Five Feet Apart