Something this precious deserves to be preserved and cherished in the most sincere way I know how, and that’s to make it eternal. In some ways it is, because the magic contained in this novel transcend its binding. However, making it into a piece of artwork gives those words a certain power as they leave their page in that they find a new life an attachment in imagery. This is just one more tiny infinity among a grand tapestry of others…
All I can say is John Green, if you’re out there…somewhere in the void that is the internet, just know that your book is something I will always carry with me.
For the rest of tumblr, I’d really appreciate if you could somehow get this to him :)