Quotes from "Paper Towns"

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Well we have a song of ice and fire and I thought why not the marvelous John Green
So from the last book I've read, i'd like to give you some quotes

Paper Towns by John Green
 

“What a treacherous thing to believe that a person is more than a person.”​
 
“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.”​
 
“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 enough to be made out of plastic. It's a paper town. I mean, look at it, Q: look at all those culs-de-sac, those streets that turn in on themselves, all the houses that were built to fall apart. All those paper people living in their paper houses, burning the future to stay warm. All the paper kids drinking beer some bum bought for them at the paper convenience store. Everyone demented with the mania of owning things. All the things paper-thin and paper-frail. And all the people, too. I've lived here for eighteen years and I have never once in my life come across anyone who cares about anything that matters.”


“Every paper girl needs at least one string.”


“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.”

“A paper town for a paper girl.”
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“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 enough to be made out of plastic. It's a paper town. I mean, look at it, Q: look at all those culs-de-sac, those streets that turn in on themselves, all the houses that were built to fall apart. All those paper people living in their paper houses, burning the future to stay warm. All the paper kids drinking beer some bum bought for them at the paper convenience store. Everyone demented with the mania of owning things. All the things paper-thin and paper-frail. And all the people, too. I've lived here for eighteen years and I have never once in my life come across anyone who cares about anything that matters.”


“Every paper girl needs at least one string.”


“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.”

“A paper town for a paper girl.”
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you gonna put the whole text too ? :D
 
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you gonna put the whole text too ? :D
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nope :D they are parts from different parts of the book
I just love them and the term paper towns and how they look at it, I thought separating them would be cruel :D
 
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nope :D they are parts from different parts of the book
I just love them and the term paper towns and how they look at it, I thought separating them would be cruel :D
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Damn i thought i could read it without paying for :D oki wont bother any longer thanks for sharing tho :p
 
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Damn i thought i could read it without paying for :D oki wont bother any longer thanks for sharing tho :p
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actually you can read it just type paper towns pdf :D
tho I like feeling the skin of the book and breathing it in, never mind how crazy that sounds :zuha:
 
“I'm not saying that everything is survivable. Just that everything except the last thing is.”​
 
“It is so hard to leave—until you leave. And then it is the easiest goddamned thing in the world.” ​
 
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actually you can read it just type paper towns pdf :D
tho I like feeling the skin of the book and breathing it in, never mind how crazy that sounds :zuha:
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nah that don't sound crazy i love that too, i have to touch every page of the books i read, i mean i have ebooks an shit but that ain't the same at all , so i feel with you woman :D
 
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nah that sounds crazy i love that too, i have to touch every page of the books i read, i mean i have ebooks an shit but that ain't the same at all , so i feel with you woman :D
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thanks girl! :heyoo:
i like being able to cary books like Haruki Murakami's 1Q84, which is just impossible to carry, on my iPad and all but I bloody love touching the soft paper :D
 
The town was paper, but the memories were not.​
 
If you don't imagine, nothing ever happens at all.​
 
“Did you know that for pretty much the entire history of the human species, the average life span was less than thirty years? You could count on ten years or so of real adulthood, right? There was no planning for retirement, There was no planning for a career. There was no planning. No time for plannning. No time for a future. But then the life spans started getting longer, and people started having more and more future. 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 afford to send your kids to college so they can get a good job so they can get a nice house so they can afford to send their kids to college.”​
 
“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.” ​
 
Talking to a drunk person was like talking to an extremely happy, severely brain-damaged three-year-old​
 
“It is easy to forget how full the world is of people, full to bursting, and each of them imaginable and consistently misimagined.”​
 
“Maybe its like you said before, all of us being cracked open. Like each of us starts out as a watertight vessel. And then things happen - these people leave us, or don’t love us, or don’t get us, or we don’t get them, and we lose and fail and hurt one another. And the vessel starts to crack in places. And I mean, yeah once the vessel cracks open, the end becomes inevitable. Once it starts to rain inside the Osprey, it will never be remodeled. But there is all this time between when the cracks start to open up and when we finally fall apart. And its only that time that we see one another, because we see out of ourselves through our cracks and into others through theirs. 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.”​
 
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