I love that book, I learnt a lot by reading it, it's really strapping, enchanting and romantic. I was really not expecting the end it had, but not all the stories have a good ending!! Recommended!! Read more

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Este libro es un clásico de la literatura juvenil. Te hace sentir todas la emociones y te recuerda lo importante de la vida. Solo hay que tener cuidado con el envío porque llegó un poco doblada la esquina de la portada pero fuera de ahí todo bien. Read more

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Lange Zeit wollte ich "The Fault in Our Stars" (dt. "Das Schicksal ist ein mieser Verräter) nicht lesen, weil ich zum Einen traurige Inhalte nicht lesen mag und zum Anderen extremst hochgelobte Lektüre meide. Doch nachdem ich den Trailer zum Film gesehen habe, wurde meine Neugierde dann doch geweckt, sodass ich letztendlich mir bei Amazon das Buch mit dem wunderschönen Filmcover gekauft habe. Schon bevor ich "The Fault in Our Stars" in die Hand nahm, hatte ich so eine Vorahnung, wie das Buch enden wird. Daher habe ich immer nur in kleinen Schritten gelesen, weil ich einfach Angst hatte, dass jetzt der tränenreiche Teil der Geschichte beginnt. Nachdem ich nach zwei Wochen das Buch immer noch nicht beendet hatte, habe ich mich quasi "gezwungen" zu lesen. Gewappnet mit einer Packung Taschentücher und meiner Kuscheldecke wurde "The Fault in Our Stars" dann beendet. Und es war schön! Bei "Das Schicksal ist ein mieser Verräter" geht es um Hazel Grace Lancaster. Sie ist 17 Jahre alt und hätte vor vier Jahren bereits sterben an Schilddrüsenkrebs sterben sollen. Doch dann kommt ihre Ärztin mit einem Medikament um die Ecke, das den Krebs zwar nicht heilt, aber ihr noch einige Lebensjahre verschaffen kann. Über die Zeit des Darniederliegens ist Hazel Grace sehr pragmatisch und manchmal auch etwas zynisch geworden, sodass sie nur wegen der Liebe zu ihren Eltern zum Beispiel zur Selbsthilfegruppe geht. Dort trifft Hazel Grace auf Augustus "Gus" Waters, dem aufgrund von Knochenkrebs ein Bein abgenommen wurde. Die beiden freunden sich schnell an und bei Diskussionen über Filme und Bücher, insbesondere "An Imperial Affliction", lernen sie sich auch lieben. Allerdings wird dies Hazel erst mit dem Besuch in Amsterdam klar, als ihr sehnlichster Wunsch, Peter van Houten (Autor des Buches "An Imperial Affliction") zu treffen, sich in eine Art unnütze Aktion verwandelt. "The Fault in Our Stars" ist trotz der vielen Erkrankungen, Behandlungen und schlichtweg unschönen Aussichten für den einen oder anderen Charakter, eine lebensbejahende, romantische und tief greifende Geschichte, die mir viele Tränen bescherrt hat, aber auch genauso viele Lacher. Hazel und Gus haben es mir auch sehr einfach gemacht, ihren Lebensabschnitt mitzuverfolgen, denn bereits von der ersten Seite bzw. vom ersten Erscheinen habe ich die Charaktere geliebt. Wahrscheinlich liegt es auch daran, dass John Green nichts verschönt oder idealisiert hat. Er hat die guten als auch die schlechten Eigenschaften der Protagonisten, aber auch die Lebenssituation der Eltern und der Umgebung realistisch dargestellt. Die Handlung selbst ist ziemlich geradeaus, kann mit einigen angenehmen und unangenehmen Wendungen aufwarten, sodass es nie langweilig wird. Jedoch muss ich auch sagen, dass ich einige dieser Wendungen aufgrund meiner Vorahnung erwartet habe, sodass ich ab ca. zwei Drittel des Buches nur noch wissen wollte, wie meine bestätigte Vorahnung von John Green umgesetzt wird. Dafür gibt es aber keine Punktabzüge, weil "The Fault in Our Stars" ein wirklich großartiges Buch ist, und ich es nur jedem ans Herz legen kann. Read more

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Buena novela en inglés. La compré para mi hija adolescente y le gustó mucho, le atrapó desde el principio. Es una linda historia sobre amor juvenil, enfermedad y lucha. El libro llegó muy a tiempo envuelto en un film de celofán y bien empacado. Tiene 313 paginas, es de pasta blanda y la letra tiene muy buen tamaño. Recomendado! Si esta reseña te fue útil da click en me gusta para evaluar si escribir otras reseñas Read more

El producto venia en buenas condiciones. Llego antes de lo marcado. Recomendable. Read more

The best stories are about memory. The Fault in Our Stars by John Green is quite possibly the best standalone novel I have ever read and is certainly the most phenomenal book I’ve had the privilege to experience in the year 2013. It is my third favorite story and favorite non-fantasy novel. The title comes from Shakespeare’s Julius Caesar, and it sets the perfect tone for this story written in the first person by Hazel, a sixteen year old girl in the regressive stage of lung cancer who nevertheless is required to cart around an oxygen tank because (as she so perfectly puts it) her “lungs suck at being lungs.” Her mother forces her to go to a cancer patient/survivor group where she proceeds to exercise her considerable teenage snark and wit along with her friend Isaac who is suffering from a type of cancer that eventually requires the removal of an eye. One day Hazel catches the attention of a boy named Augustus and their romance is as breathtaking and expedient as it is completely genuine and uncontrived. Augustus has recovered from bone cancer that left him with a prosthetic leg, but did nothing to diminish his spirit. She can scarcely believe he’s as perfect as he projects and indeed feels as though she’s found his hamartia or fatal flaw when he puts a cigarette in his mouth. Hazel is of course livid that anyone who survived cancer would willingly place themselves into its way again, but Augustus never lights them using the act as a metaphor of having “the killing thing right between your teeth, but you not giving it the power to do its killing.” Both of them together have enough wit and snark to drown the world in metaphors and sarcasm with just the barest dash of bitterness for their plight. Hazel whom Augustus calls “Hazel Grace” for most of the novel feels incredibly guilty that she’s allowed Augustus to fall for her as she and her family expect her cancer to return full force at any moment, and yet their relationship parallels the ever moving train of her mortality. So much so that Hazel shares with him that her favorite book is a story by the reclusive author Peter Van Houten called An Imperial Affliction. “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 that affections feels like a betrayal.” Van Houten’s work is very meta to the larger story at hand being about a girl named Anna who suffers from cancer and her one-eyed mother who grows tulips. But Hazel makes it very clear that this is not a cancer book in the same way that The Fault in Our Stars is not a cancer book. Anna grows progressively sicker and her mother falls in love with a Dutch Tulip Man who has a great deal of money and exotic ideas about how to treat Anna’s cancer, but just when the DTM and Anna’s mom are about to possibly get married and Anna is about to start a new treatment, the book ends right in the middle of a- Exactly. This drives Hazel and eventually Augustus up the wall to not know what happened to everyone from Anna’s hamster Sisyphus to Anna herself. Hazel assumes that Anna became too sick to continue writing (the assumption being that her story was first person just as Hazel’s is), but for Van Houten to not have finished it seems like the ultimate literary betrayal. As terrified as Hazel was to share this joy with Augustus (and god knows I understand that feeling) it was the best thing she could’ve done because they now share the obsession and the insistence that the characters deserve an ending. The conversations of Hazel and Augustus are not typical teenage conversations, but they’re not typical teenagers. Mortality flavors all of their discussions and leads to elegance such as “The tales of our exploits will survive as long as the human voice itself. And even after that, when the robots recall the human absurdities of sacrifice and compassion, they will remember us.” They speak of memory and calculate how there are fourteen dead people for everyone alive and realize that remembering fourteen people isn’t that difficult. We could all do that if we tried that way no one has to be forgotten. But will we then fight over who we are allowed to remember? Or will the fourteen just be added to those we can never forget? They read each other the poetry of T.S Eliot, the haunting lines of Prufrock, “We have lingered in the chambers of the sea By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown Til human voices wake us, and we drown.” And as Augustus reads Hazel her favorite book she “…fell in love the way you fall asleep: slowly, and then all at once.” The quotes from this story are among the most poignant and beautiful I have ever seen. “Grief does not change you, Hazel. It reveals you.” “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.” When I finished this I thought to myself, “How am I going to read anything else? How will I find something to match this? How can I pick up another book and not expect it to resonate with this haunting beauty, this tragedy ringed with comic teenage snark and tones that are themselves tragic in their sarcasm like whistling in the ninth circle of hell or laughing uproariously at the monster?” I realized I was lost. I could think of no negative critique unless you count the fact that the two main characters have Dawson’s Creek Syndrome where they’re teenagers who speak as if they were philosophers, but then again Bill Watterson did the same thing with a boy and a stuffed tiger. You realize the story’s hamartia doesn’t matter. That the fact that the plot may be cliched is unimportant and that dwelling on such trivialities is in and of itself a fatal flaw. This story is so much more than the letters and words on each page. It’s the triumph of morning over night when the night grows ever longer. It’s the dream of hope when you’ve done nothing but dine on despair. It is sad? Yes. It is heartbreaking? More so. Is it worth reading? Has anything sad and heartbreaking not been worth reading? The story of Hazel and Augusts deserves to be read just as the story of Anna, her mother, and dear hamster Sisyphus deserves an ending, and that becomes their exploit to seek out reclusive Peter Van Houten so that the characters can be properly laid to rest and remembered. The best stories are about memory. Read more