Books are like tweets, except longer.

We all miss you so much. It just never ends. It feels like we were all wounded in your battle, Caroline. I miss you. I love you.

If you don’t know about Tumblr then you are not supposed to know about Tumblr. It’s like fight club.

Colin's skin was alive with the feeling of connection to everyone in that car and everyone not in it. And he was feeling not-unique in the very best possible way.

You will go to the paper towns and never come back.

I think maybe I know why,' she finally said. 'Why?' 'Maybe all the strings inside him broke,' she said.

I stand in this parking lot, realizing that I’ve never been this far from home, and here is this girl I love and cannot follow. I hope this is the hero’s errand, because not following her is the hardest thing I’ve ever done.