“As we walked, I kept taking glances at her through the crowd, quick snapshots: a photographic series entitled Perfection Stands Still While… — John Green Copy Share Image
“I had not cried for Margo until then, but now finally I did, pounding against the ground and shouting because there was… — John Green Copy Share Image
“And even though it was ridiculously childish, in the end I had to call myself a faggot, which really annoyed me, because… — John Green Copy Share Image
“Jesus, kid, you're almost a detective. All you need now is a gun, a gut, and three ex-wives.” — John Green Copy Share Image
“Oh no you didn't," Radar says when I show him why we're laughing. "Ben Starling, you better not have bought your token… — John Green Copy Share Image
“Physical space between us evaporates. We play the broken strings of our instruments one last time” — John Green Copy Share Image
