In a world without love, this is what people are to each other: values, benefits, and liabilities, numbers and data. We weigh,… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
One of the strangest things about life is that it will chug on, blind and oblivious, even as your private world -… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
It's like high school holds two different worlds, revolving around each other an never touching; the haves and the have-nots. I guess… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
Love: a single word, a wispy thing, a word no bigger or longer than an edge. That's what it is: an edge;… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
I wish I could close my eyes and be blown into dust and nothingness, feel all my thoughts disperse like dandelion fluff… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
Everything looks beautiful. The Book of Shhh says that deliria alters your perception, disables your ability to reason clearly, impairs you from… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
The second time my world exploded, it was also because of a word. A word that worked its way out of my… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
They haven't killed us yet," I say, and I imagine that one day I will fly a plane over Portland, over Rochester,… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
The devil stole into the Garden of Eden. He carried with him the disease - amor deliria nervosa - in the form… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
He Is looking at me through the smoke, across the fence. He never takes his eyes off me. His hair Is a… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
And this, really, is the story-within-the-story, because if you do not believe that hearts can bloom suddenly bigger, and that love can… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“My aunt Carol hasn’t heard her say a word in the whole six years and three months of Grace’s life—not a single syllable. Carol… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share
We'll walk together holding hands, and kiss in broad daylight, and love each other as much as we want to, and no one will… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share
“It seem absurd to me that they don't know, haven't felt any change or tremor, even as my life has been completely turned upside… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share
“At least when I'm sleeping I can dream myself back to Alex, can dream myself into a different world.” — Lauren Oliver Copy Share
People are like ants: Just a few of them give all the orders. And most of them spend their lives getting squashed. — Lauren Oliver Copy Share
Summer explodes into Portland. In early June the heat was there but not the color--the green were still pale and tentative, the morning had… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share
I wonder if it's ever really possible to know the truth about someone else, or if the best we can do is just stumble… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share
“Julian is somewhere among those lights, in that blur of people and buildings. I wonder whether he's scared. I wonder whether he's thinking of… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share
A room full of words that are nearly the truth but not quite, each note fluttering off the steam of its rose like a… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share
“She’s the kind of person who makes you feel drunk just by being around her, like suddenly the world’s edges are dulled and all… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share
“Stop!” His voice rings out sharply, hard as a slap. He releases me and I stumble backward. “Alex is dead, do you hear me?… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share
..in that moment i realize how much i love the little everyday routines of my life..the details that are my life's special pattern, like… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share
