“And lying there, amid the tall, still grass and beneath the star-drunk sky, listening to the just-this-side-of-inaudible sound of her rhythmic breathing and the noisy silence of the bullfrogs, the grasshoppers, the distant cars rushing endlessly on I-65, I thought… — John Green Copy Share Image
I'd rather spend my time looking at the sky than listening to Whitney Houston. — Robert Smith Copy Share Image
