pg. 231-232: They'd given me a minivan. They could have picked any car and they picked a minivan. A minivan. O God of the Vehicular Justice, why dost thou mock me? Minivan, you albatross around my neck! You mark of Cain! You wretched beast high ceilings and few horsepower!
John GreenFinally, I decided that the proper strategy was to stare back. Boys do not have a monopoly on the Staring Business.
John Green