An eye for an eye." "And the whole world goes blind," Coral puts in quietly. — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
His eyes are the color of honey. These are the eyes I remember from my dreams. — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
I'll find you," he says, watching me with the eyes I remember. "I won't let you go again — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
We’ll go.” Her voice is surprisingly deep and forceful. Set in her sunken, shipwreck face, her eyes burn like two smoldering coals.… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
Popularity's a weird thing. You can't really define it, and it's not cool to talk about, but you know it when you… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
Everyone is asleep. They've all been asleep for years. You seemed ... awake.' Alex is whispering now. He closes his eyes, opens… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
Raven jerks and stiffens. For a second, I think she is only surprised: Her mouth goes round, her eyes wide. Then she… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
I'm not ugly but I'm not pretty either. Everything is in-between. I have eyes that aren't green or brown, but a muddle.… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
I close my eyes. An image flashes—emerging from the van with Julian after our escape from New York City; believing, in that… — 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
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
As soon as I look up, his eyes click onto my face. The breath whooshes out of my body and everything freezes… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
And a face above mine, white and beautiful, eyes as large as the moon. You saved me. A hand on my cheek,… — 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
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
What is beauty? Beauty is no more than a trick; a delusion; the influence of excited particles and electrons colliding in your… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
I keep having the urge to cross my hands over my chest, to cover up my breasts, to hide. I'm suddenly aware… — 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
Could it be? Samantha Kingston? Home? On a Friday?” I roll my eyes. “I don’t know. Did you do a lot of… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
Eventually she came. She appeared suddenly, exactly like she'd done that day- she stepped into the sunshine, she jumped, she laughed and… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
Maybe he sees it on my face, that fraction of a second when I let my guard down, because in that moment… — 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
