And on the last day, the bad days become so difficult to recall, because one way or another, she had made a life here, just as I had. The town was paper, but the memories were not. All the things I'd done here, all the love and pity and compassion and violence and spite, kept welling up inside me.


Paper Towns (ed. Bloomsbury Publishing, 2010) - ISBN: 9781408811627

John Green Quotes

And on the last day, the bad days become so difficult to recall, because one way or another, she had made a life here, just as I had. The town was...

And on the last day, the bad days become so difficult to recall, because one way or another, she had made a life here, just as I had. The town was...

And on the last day, the bad days become so difficult to recall, because one way or another, she had made a life here, just as I had. The town was...

And on the last day, the bad days become so difficult to recall, because one way or another, she had made a life here, just as I had. The town was...