I need to live my life in the light of their deaths. I need to live. — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
Things change after you die, though, I guess because dying is the loneliest thing you can do. — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
What glitters may not be gold; and even wolves may smile; and fools will be led by promises to their deaths. — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
I feel a flash of grief so intense it almost makes me cry out: not for what I lost, but for the… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
Let me tell you something about dying: it's not as bad as they says. it's the coming-back-to-life part that hurts. — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“They say that just before you die your whole life flashes before your eyes, but that’s not how it happened for me.” — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“There's no way to escape the crushing sense of loss, the endless exhaustion of time sawing away at the people and things… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
For a second, I feel a sense of overwhelming grief: for how things change, for the fact that we can never go… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“For years that's been the buzzword of the house: Sam just wants to be left alone... ...Things change after you die, though… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“That’s when it happens. The moment of death is full of heat and sound and pain bigger than anything, a funnel of… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“But before you start pointing fingers, let me ask you: is what I did really so bad? So bad I deserved to… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
I'm not scared, if that's what you're wondering. The moment of death is full of sound and warmth and light shooting away,… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
Be honest: Are you surprised that I didn't realize sooner? Are you surprised that it took me so long to even /think/… — 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
Two weeks until your cure" she says finally. "Sixteen days" I say, but in my head I'm counting: Seven days. Seven days… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
It was all very strange, Mr. Gray thought, as he wiped the coffee canister clean with a sponge. Very, very mysterious. You… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“That's when it happens. The moment of death is full of heat and sound and pain bigger than anything, a funnel of… — 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
