Tracey

“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.”
― John Green, Paper Towns

“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 caste warfare. I had come to feel comfortable inside the rat-infested haunted house where she did her best thinking. I had seen. I had listened. But I could not yet become the wounded person.”
― John Green, Paper Towns

“Let me wake up next to you, have coffee in the morning and wander through the city with your hand in mine, and I'll be happy for the rest of my fucked up little life.”
― Charlotte Eriksson, Empty Roads & Broken Bottles: in search for The Great Perhaps

“Everything's uglier close up," she said.
"Not you," I answered.”
― John Green, Paper Towns