18 year old Quentin & Margo in conversation…
Quentin ; “When I’ve thought about him dying – which admittedly isn’t that much – I always thought of it like you said, that all the strings inside him broke. But there are a thousand ways to look at it: maybe the strings break, or maybe our ships sink, or maybe we’re grass – our roots so interdependent that no-one is dead as long as someone is still alive. We don’t suffer from a shortage of metaphors, is what I mean. But you have to be careful what metaphor you choose, because it matters. If you choose the strings, then you’re imagining a world in which you become irreparably broken. If you choose the grass, you’re saying that we are all infinitely connected, that we can use these root systems not only to understand one another but to become one another. The metaphors have implications. Do you know what I mean?”
Paper Towns by John Green 2008
