And on the last day, the bad days become so difficult to recall, because one way or another, she had made a life here, just as I had. The town was paper, but the memories were not. All the things Iād done here, all the love and pity and compassion and violence and spite, kept welling up inside me.
John GreenTo be fair to Monica," I said, "what you did to her wasn't very nice either." "What'd I do to her?" he asked, defensive. "You know, going blind and everything." "But that's not my fault," Isaac said. "I'm not saying it was your fault. I'm saying it wasn't nice.
John GreenJust a word of advice. Whenever you're furious with your parents or you think they're terrible, just remember, you vomited on them and they kept you.
John Green