Augustus "Gus" Waters

We may not look like much, but between us, are five legs, four eyes and two and a half working pair of lungs. But we also have two dozen eggs. So, I suggest you go back inside.

— Let's go watch a movie.
— What? Hmm? Um, I'm... I'm free later this week. We could...
— No, I mean now.
— You could be an ax murderer.
— There's always that possibility. Come on, Hazel Grace, take a risk.
— I don't... Really? That is disgusting!
— What?
— What, do you think that that's cool or something? You just ruined this whole thing.
— The whole thing?
— Yes! This whole thing. You were doing really well, too. God. There's always a hamartia, isn't there? And yours is, even though you had freaking cancer, you're willing to give money to a corporation for the chance to acquire even more cancer? Let me just tell you that not being able to breathe sucks. It totally sucks!
— "Hamartia"?
— It's a fatal flaw.
— Ah, fatal... Hazel Grace, they don't actually hurt you unless you light them.
— Hmm?
— I never lit one. It's a metaphor, see? You put the thing that does the killing right between your teeth, but you never give it the power to kill you.
— A metaphor.