- me: this book brutally ripped out my heart and tore it to shreds then stomped it into the ground as i drowned in a sea of my tears and basked in eternal sorrow
- me: here read it
Well, I found Hank’s shirt, the one he was wearing when he “stole” the Picasso, with just a cursory Google search (http://www.threadless.com/product/543/This_is_not_a_Pipe), but I would assume that the original design is under copyright or something.
I’m in love with you, and I’m not in the business of denying myself the simple pleasure of saying true things. I’m in love with you, and I know that love is just a shout into the void, and that oblivion is inevitable, and that we’re all doomed and that there will come a day when all our labor has been returned to dust, and I know the sun will swallow the only earth we’ll ever have, and I am in love with you.
TFIOS. It got here early. I solemnly swear that I will NOT open it until, or after, the 10th. I might not even open it, as I’m going to the TDN, and will get a book, guaranteed to be Hanklerfished, at the TDN.
Interesting that one of the unchosen titles for The Fault In Our Stars is a different Shakespeare quote from the one he chose in the end, and the other is a Dickinson quote.
The impetus of this search is brought to you by Shakespeare class.