Bro, can we go?
What if it’s Margo?
What if it’s literally anything else?
Bro, can we go?
What if it’s Margo?
What if it’s literally anything else?
It’s a shame, don’t you think? All those strings inside him broke.
Margo always loved mysteries. And in everything that came after, I could never stop thinking… maybe she loved them so much… she became one.
Interesting capitalization.
Yeah, I’m a big believer in random capitalization. The rules are so unfair to the letters in the middle.
All those paper houses and paper streets and… And the people, too. I’ve lived here 11 years… and I’ve never come across anyone that cares about anything that matters.
Okay, you see this? This is your comfort zone. It’s this big, Quentin. All the things that you want in the world are way out there.
What a treacherous thing it is to believe that a person is more than a person. Margo was not a miracle. She was not an adventurer. She was not some fine, precious thing. She was a girl. It took me a long time to realize how wrong I was.
You have to get lost before you find yourself.