It amazes me how easy it is for things to change, how easy it is to start off down the same road… — 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
Everything ends, people move on, they don't look back. It's how they should be. — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
Step on a crack , you'll break your mama's back. Step on a stone, you'll end up all alone. Step on a… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
My heart is drumming in my chest so hard it aches, but it's the good kind of ache, like the feeling you… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
We should be protected from the people who will leave us in the end, from all the people who will disappear or… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
Lies are just stories, and stories are all that matter. We all tell stories. Some are more truthful than others, maybe, but… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
Additionally, Liesl and Po is the embodiment of what writing has always been for me at its purest and most basic--not a… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
They've lied about everything.-about the fence, and the existence of Invalids, about a million other things besides. They told us the raids… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
They told us love was a disease. They told us it would kill us in the end. For the very first time… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
Who knows? Maybe they’re right. Maybe we are driven crazy by our feelings. Maybe love is a disease, and we would be… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
It's funny how you can know your friends so well, but you still end up playing the same games with them. — 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
