John Green, Paper Towns

"The town was paper, but the memories were not."

"I mean, we're ninjas.""Well maybe you're a ninja,"I said"You're just a really loud, awkward ninja,"Margo said, "but we are both ninjas."

"Nothing ever happens like you imagine it will"

"It is so hard to leave—until you leave. And then it is the easiest goddamned thing in the world."

"Getting you a date to prom is so hard that the hypothetical idea itself is actually used to cut diamonds,"I added. Radar tapped a locker twice with his fist to show his approval, and then came back with another. "Ben, getting you a date to prom is so hard that the American government believes the problem cannot be solved with diplomacy, but will instead require force."

"Talking to a drunk person was like talking to an extremely happy, severely brain-damaged three-year-old."

"As long as we don't die, this is gonna be one hell of a story."

"If you don't imagine, nothing ever happens at all."

"That's always seemed so ridiculous to me, that people want to be around someone because they're pretty. It's like picking your breakfeast cereals based on color instead of taste."

"I'm not saying that everything is survivable. Just that everything except the last thing is."

"Dude, I don’t want to talk about Lacey’s prom shoes. And I’ll tell you why: I have this thing that makes me really uninterested in prom shoes. It’s called a penis."

"What about the rest of your life?"She shrugged. "What about it?""Aren't you worried about, like, forever?""Forever is composed of nows,"she says."

"Imagine others complexly."

"pg. 231-232: They'd given me a minivan. They could have picked any car and they picked a minivan. A minivan. O God of the Vehicular Justice, why dost thou mock me? Minivan, you albatross around my neck! You mark of Cain! You wretched beast high ceilings and few horsepower!"

"Was it animal pee or human pee? Someone asked.How would I know? What, am I an expert in the study of pee?"

"When did we see each other face-to-face? Not until you saw into my cracks and I saw into yours. Before that, we were just looking at ideas of each other, like looking at your window shade but never seeing inside. But once the vessel cracks, the light can get in. The light can get out."

"It is easy to forget how full the world is of people, full to bursting, and each of them imaginable and consistently misimagined."

"Poetry is just so emo."he said. "Oh, the pain. The pain. It always rains. In my soul."

"I didn’t need you, you idiot. I picked you. And then you picked me back."

"Imagine others complexly."