252 Quotes About Paper-towns

It was a lame string, for sure, but it was the one I had left and every paper girl needs at least one string, right? (58)

I don't believe in prom,' I reminded her as she rounded a corner. I expertly angled my raisin bran to accomodate the g-forces. I'd done this before.

I like the strings. I always have. Because that’s how it feels. But the strings make pain seem more fatal than it is, I think. We’re not as frail as the strings would make us believe. And I like the grass, too. The grass got me to you, helped me to imagine you as an actual person. But we’re not different sprouts from the same plant. I can’t be you. You can’t be me. You can imagine another well–but never quite perfectly, you know.

When the good-byes become unavoidable

I stand in this parking lot, realizing that I’ve never been this far from home, and here is this girl I love and cannot follow.

The physical space between us evaporates. We play the broken strings of our instruments one last time.

Nerdfighters, who have taught me so much about the meaning of awesome

Levin O’Connor, who taught me most of what I know about funny.

This was what I liked most about my friends: just sitting around and telling stories. Window stories and mirror stories. I only listened – the stories on my mind weren’t that funny.