It is saying these things that keep us from falling apart. And maybe by imagining these futures we can make them real, and maybe not, but either way we must imagine them. — Paper Towns - John Green
If you choose the strings, then you’re imagining a world in which you can become irreparably broken. If you choose the grass, you’re saying that we are all infinitely interconnected, that we can use these root system not only to understand one another but to become one another. The metaphors have implications. — Paper Towns - John Green
We don’t suffer from a shortage of metaphors, is what I mean. But you have to be careful which metaphor you use, because it matters. — Paper Towns - John Green
Nothing ever happens like you imagine it will. — Paper Towns - John Green
But as for me: I must ask the wounded man where he is hurt, because I cannot become the wounded man. The only wounded man I can be is me. — Paper Towns - John Green
I think the future deserves our faith. — Paper Towns - John Green
Forever is composed of nows… — Paper Towns - John Green
You had been a paper boy to me all these years - two dimensions as a character on the page and two different, but still flat, dimensions as a person. But that night you turned out to be real. And it ends up being so odd and fun and magical that I go back to my room in the morning and I just miss you. — Paper Towns - John Green
I know how long, and how badly, I wrongly imagined her. — Paper Towns - John Green
People are different when you can smell them and see them up close, you know. — Paper Towns - John Green
We can hear others, and we can travel to them without moving, and we can imagine them, and we are all connected one to the other by a crazy root system like so many leaves of grass - but the game makes me wonder whether we can really ever fully become another. — Paper Towns - John Green
There are so many people. It is easy to forget how full the world is of people, full to bursting, and each of them imaginable and consistently misimagined. — Paper Towns - John Green
Oh. My. God. That tastes like hope feels. — Paper Towns - John Green
It is so hard to leave - until you leave. And then it is the easiest goddamned thing in the world. — Paper Towns - John Green
The town was paper, but the memories were not. — Paper Towns - John Green