Yeah, so if that guy can make it in drunk, surely we can make it in sober. I mean, we’re ninjas.' 'Well, maybe you’re a ninja,' I said. 'You’re just a really loud, awkward ninja,' Margo said, 'but we are both ninjas.

And I put the latte down on a table, awash in the happy middle of my greatest adventure.

Gus knew. Gus knows. I will not tell you our love story, because—like all real love stories—it will die with us, as it should. I'd hoped that he'd be eulogizing me.

If I'm too old to be Emo, how do you account for the very Emo and very old Edgar Allan Poe? Checkmate!

I was not religious, but I liked rituals. I liked the idea of connecting an action with remembering.

My heart is really pounding," I said. "That's how you know you're having fun," Margo said.

You see how fake it all is. It's not even hard enough to be made out of plastic. It's a paper town.