Top Paper Towns Quotes

Just deleting vandalism on the Chuck Norris page," Radar said. "For instance, while I do think that Chuck Norris specializes in the roundhouse kick, I don't think it's accurate to say, 'Chuck Norris's...

Margo was so beautiful that even her fake smiles were convincing. (54)

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

As we walked, I kept taking glances at her through the crowd, quick snapshots: a photographic series entitled Perfection Stands Still While Mortals Walk Past.

My heart is really pounding, I said.That's how you know you're having fun, Margo said.

It is so hard to leave-until you leave.

Maybe all the strings inside him broke.

And now life has become the future. Every moment of your life is lived for the future-you go to high school so you can go to college so you can get a good job so you can get a nice house so you can af...

To find Margo Roth Spiegelman, you must become Margo Roth Spiegelman. And I had done many of the things she might have done: I had engineered a most unlikely prom coupling. I had quieted the hounds of...

Here's what's not beautiful about it: from here, you can't see the rust or the cracked paint or whatever, but you can tell what the place really is. You can see how fake it all is. It's not even hard...

I'm a big believer in random capitalization. The rules of capitalization are so unfair to the words in the middle. (32)

Tonight, darling, we are going to right a lot of wrongs. And we are going to wrong some rights. The first shall be last; the last shall be first; the meek shall do some earth-inheriting. But before we...

. . . I'm not pretty, not close up anyway. Generally, the closer people get to me the less hot they find me.

Leaving feels too good, once you leave.

A Margo for each of us--and each more mirror than window.

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)

On some fundamental level we find it difficult to understand that other people are human beings in the same way that we are.

It's more impressive, I said out loud. From a distance, I mean. You can't see the wear on things, you know? You can't see the rust or the weeds or the paint cracking. You see the place as someone once...

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 nec...

I spy with my little eye a great story.