John Green, Paper Towns Quotes
The gray paint peels off the wall in odd and beautiful patterns, each cracked polygon of paint a snowflake of decay.
humans lack good mirrors. It's so hard for anyone to show us how we look, and so hard for us to show anyone how we feel
We don't suffer from a shortage of metaphors, is what I mean. But you have to be careful which metaphor you choose, because it matters.
Such was life that morning: nothing really mattered that much, not the good things and not the bad ones. We were in the business of mutual amusement, and we were reasonably prosperous." (pg. 18)
She raised one leg and gave me all her weight as I dipped her. She either trusted me or wanted to fall.
Nothing ever happens like you imagine it will. But then again, if you don't imagine, nothing ever happens at all
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.
Most of my friends were in band, and most of my free time during school was spent within twenty feet of the band room
At some point, you just pull off the band aid and it hurts. But when it is over, you are relieved.
She laughed. ''You seem pretty normal.''''You've never seen Ben snort Sprite up his nose and then spit it out of his mouth, '' I said.''I look like a demented carbonated fountain, '' he deadpanned.
