They just don't make sex look fun for women. The girl is just an object.

Saying 'I notice you're a nerd' is like saying, 'Hey, I notice that you'd rather be intelligent than be stupid, that you'd rather be thoughtful than be vapid, that you believe that there are things that matter more than the arrest record of Lindsay Lohan. Why is that?

Adults think they're wielding power, but really power is wielding them.

She was still real. She was still alive, She was as much a person as any other person; you're real, but not because of your body or because of your thoughts.

She felt like her whole body was one big network of streamers. If they connected right now, she imagined it would feel about like being struck by lightening.

You know what sucks about love? That it's so tied to truth.

Agustus asked if I wanted to go with him to Support Group, but I was really tired from my busy day of Having Cancer, so I passed.

I felt the unfairness of it, the inarguable injustice of loving someone who might have loved you back but can't due to deadness.

While I did not fancy myself a particularly good person, I never thought my first real sexual action would be prostitutional.

Augustus Waters was a self-aggrandizing bastard. But we forgive him. We forgive him not because he had a heart as figuratively good as his literal one sucked, or because he knew more about how to hold a cigarette than any nonsmoker in history, or because he got eighteen years when he should have gotten more.

The fireworks bangbangbanged in sync with my heartbeat.

Everywhere man blames nature and fate, yet his fates mostly but the echo of his character.

It's so weird, to know you're crazy and not be able to do anything about it, you know? It's not like you believe yourself to be normal. You know there is a problem. But you can't figure a way through to fixing it. Because you can't be sure, you know?

But it was sure a privilege to love him, huh? Gives you an idea how I feel about you.

When I was little, I knew monsters weren’t, like, real. But I also knew I could be hurt by things that weren’t real. I knew that made-up things mattered, and could kill you.

I don't even trust me.

The smell of perfume left behind. There's not a word for that in English, but Colin knew the French word: sillage.

Who am I to say that these things might nit be forever? Who is Peter Van Houten to assert as fact the conjecture that our labor is temporary?

Oh no you didn't," Radar says when I show him why we're laughing. "Ben Starling, you better not have bought your token black friend a racist shirt.

Grief doesn't change you. It reveals you.

Nothing really good will ever happen to me if I stay in Gutshot; and maybe that's true. But nothing really bad will ever happen, either, and I'll take that bargain any day.

You've got a lifetime to mull over the Buddhist understanding of interconnectedness. But while you were looking out the window, you missed the chance to explore the equally interesting Buddhist belief in being present for every facet of your life, of being truly present. Be present in this class. And then, when it's over, be present out here.

The only person I really wanted to talk to about Augustus Waters's death was Augustus Waters.

We just did an awesome job of not dying.

Of course we'll get caught. So what?

I hated being careful, too - or wanted to, at least.

It's hard as hell to hold on to your dignity when the risen sun is too bright in your losing eyes, and that's what I was thinking about as we hunted for bad guys through the ruins of a city that didn't exist.

An eye for an eye leaves the whole world monocular.

That's what love is, love is keeping the promise anyway. Don't you believe in true love?

You are going to the paper towns. And you are never coming back.

There are something like a thousand times more microbes living in my particular biome than there are human beings on earth, and it often seems like I can feel them living and breeding and dying in and on me.

I fear oblivion.

Hey, I notice you look like you're coming down off a meth binge and smell vaguely of algae. Were you perchance dancing with a snakebit Margo Roth Spiegelman a couple of hours ago?

This is why we call people exes,I guess - because the paths that cross in the middle end up separating at the end.

Maybe our favourite quotations say more about us than about the stories and people we're quoting.

Dude, are you on meth?

Before I could begin the shameful process of forgetting the how and the why of her living and dying, I needed to learn it: How. Why. When. Where. What. At.

I think that forever is an incorrect concept.

I point out that Tiny Cooper had about 11,542 girlfriends freshman year, and then Tiny punches me in the arm in a way that he thinks is playful but actually causes permanent nerve damage.

You can love someone so much, but you can never love people as much as you can miss them.

I realize that they giggle and I actually laugh, that they show their cleavage and I have none to show, but just so you know, I am also a girl. I'm one of the three wise MEN. And it's gay to think that James Bond is hot.

I tried to tell myself that it could be worse, that the world was not a wish-granting factory, that I was living with cancer not dying of it, that I mustn't let it kill me before it kills me,...

If you dont' live a life in service of a greater good, you've gotta at least die a death in service of a greater good.

I've never seen her eyes dead like that, but then again, maybe I've never seen her eyes before.

I don't know what superpower William James enjoyed, but I can no more choose my thoughts than choose my name.

I want to leave a mark. But... The marks humans leave are too often scars.

That's like promise.At least for tonight.In sickness,in health.In good times and in bad.For richer,for poorer.Till dawn do us apart.

There are going to be questions in your life-big questions-that need to be answered and deserve to be answer but nonetheless go unanswered.

I like being liked. Is that crazy?