I'm really not up for answering any questions that start with how, when, where, why or what.

there is no best and no worst, ...those judgments have no real meaning because there is only what is

... she called it a paper town. Like, you know, everything so fake and flimsy.

Margo always loved mysteries. And in everything that came afterward, I could never stop thinking that maybe she loved mysteries so much that she became one.

This star won't go out. And it won't. we won't let it.

Like everyone, I'm saddened and horrified by this. All I'll say is that I'm personally trying to pay more attention to the victims than to their murderer. I certainly will not be mentioning the murderer. I don't think he warrants our attention-particularly since he so clearly wanted it.

Augustus Waters died eight days after his prefuneral, at Memorial, in the ICU, when the cancer, which was made of him, finally stopped his heart, which was also made of him.