252 Quotes About Paper-towns

It was nice – in the dark and the quiet, with no possibility of me saying anything to screw it up, and her eyes looking back, like there was something in me worth seeing.

Know a word you don’t know,” Margo chanted. “I’M THE NEW QUEEN OF VOCABULARY! I’VE USURPED YOU!”“Spell usurped,” I told her.

No,” she answered laughing. “I’m not giving up my crown over usurped. You’ll have to do better.

At least I carpe’d that one diem.

You just look cute and be that weird mix of innocent and confident, and we’ll be fine.

But, oh well. Money’s for spendin.

And I wanted to tell her that the pleasure for me wasn’t planning or doing or leaving; the pleasure was in seeing our strings cross and separate and then come back together – but that seemed too cheesy to say, and anyway, she was standing up.

I felt significantly more tired than I had back at 5:55, and I would have skipped school, except I had perfect attendance, and while I realized that perfect attendance is not particularly impressive or even necessarily admirable, I wanted to keep the streak alive.

I was extraordinarily confused, because the one thing happening in my universe was Mr. Jiminez writing on the blackboard, and I couldn’t fathom how he could be both an auditory and a visual presence in my life.