I went on spouting bullshit Encouragements as Gus's parents, arm in arm, hugged each other and nodded at every word. Funerals, I… — John Green Copy Share Image
I love you present tense,” I whispered, and then put my hand on the middle of his chest and said, “It’s okay,… — John Green Copy Share Image
Nothing (at least that can be done by humans) immortalizes anyone. The Fault in Our Stars will hopefully have a long and… — John Green Copy Share Image
“Once we'd balled up our burrito wrappers and tossed them into the trash, Jake and I walked several blocks from El Farolito… — Meg Donohue Copy Share Image
