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

Of course I tensed up when he touched me. To be with him was to hurt him-inevitably. And that's what I'd felt as he reached for me: I'd felt as though I were committing an act of violence against him, because I was.

Only now that I loved a grenade did I understand the foolishness of trying to save others from my own impending fragmentation: I couldn’t unlove Augustus Waters. And I didn’t want to.

It's bad for your brain not to unplug.

It's not life or death, the labyrinth. Suffering. Doing wrong and having wrong things happen to you.

I don't have a favourite book, I have hundreds.

Dumpers may not always be the heartbreakers, and the Dumpees may not always be the heartbroken. But everyone has a tendency.