And when we are with Alex, I might as well not be there. They speak in a language of whispers and giggles… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
I remember Lena's expression when he knocked on the door; and how Alex had looked at her when she finally let him… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
I'm overwhelmed with sadness for everything that was lost, and filled with anger toward the people who took it away. My people-or… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“He has left nothing except for a note, which I find neatly folded under one of my sneakers. The Story of Solomon… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
I cry for everything I abandoned and because I, too, have been left behind -- by Alex, by my mom, by time… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
I start to follow her, and Alex grabs my hand. "I'll find you," he says, watching me with the eyes I remember.… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“His eyes are blazing with light, more light than all the lights in every city in the whole world, more light than… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“So: outside, and to the black rush of the Presumpscot River. To freedom. For me, the world was beginning.” — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“There was one painting, I remember, that showed a broad, clean sweep of sky and the ocean drawn out to the horizon,… — lauren oliver Copy Share Image
“We were lying on the blanket in the backyard of 37 Brooks, like we always did that summer. Lena was on her… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
I’m Hana,” Hana says. “And this is Lena.” She jabs me with an elbow. I know I must look like a fish,… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
My former people were not totally wrong. Love is a kind of possession. It’s a poison. And if Alex no longer loves… — 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 Image
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 Image
“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 Image
“At least when I'm sleeping I can dream myself back to Alex, can dream myself into a different world.” — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
“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 Image
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 Image
“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 Image
