Sometimes I'm afraid to go to sleep because of what I'm leaving behind. — 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
We leave Pippa behind, standing in the dark, teeming bowels of the camp, while the sun begins to stain the sky electric,… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
All this time, I thought we were growing apart because I was leaving Lena behind. But really it was the reverse. She… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
For a second I feel a rush of sadness: for the horizons that vanish behind us, for the people we leave behind,… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
Are you ever afraid to go to sleep? Afraid of what comes next?” He smiles a sad little smile and I swear… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
Suicide. A sideways word, a word that people whisper and mutter and cough: a word that must be squeezed out behind cupped… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
I feel an overwhelming rush of sadness... I'm just struck with a sense of time passing so quickly, rushing forward. One day… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
Of all the miracles Po had seen in the time and space of its death, Po thought this--the absorption of another, the… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
Promise me we'll stay together, okay? His eyes are once again the clear blue of a perfectly transparent pool. They are eyes… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
I'm gone, lost, floating away into nothingness like I am in my dream, but this time it's a good feeling - like… — 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
