Hallihallo meine Lieben !! Heute gibt es endlich ein neues Kapitel. Viel Spaß beim Lesen !!
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"What a treacherous thing to believe that a person is more than a person."
"It is so hard to leave—until you leave. And then it is the easiest goddamned thing in the world."
"The town was paper, but the memories were not."
"I'm not saying that everything is survivable. Just that everything except the last thing is."
"If you don't imagine, nothing ever happens at all."
"I didn't need you, you idiot. I picked you. And then you picked me back."
"Talking to a drunk person was like talking to an extremely happy, severely brain-damaged three-year-old."
"It is easy to forget how full the world is of people, full to bursting, and each of them imaginable and consistently misimagined."
"Maybe all the strings inside him broke."
"Margo always loved mysteries. And in everything that came afterward, I could never stop thinking that maybe she loved mysteries so much that she became one."
"Nothing ever happens like you imagine it will"
"Poetry is just so emo." he said. "Oh, the pain. The pain. It always rains. In my soul."
"It was nice - in the dark and the quiet... and her eyes looking back, like there was something in me worth seeing."
"YOU WILL GO TO THE PAPER TOWNS
AND YOU WILL NEVER COME BACK"
"A paper town for a paper girl."
"This was the first time in my life that so many things would never happen again."
"We Play the broken string of our instruments one last time"
"The way I figure it, everyone gets a miracle."
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