And now I know why they invented words for love, why they had to: It's the only thing that can come close… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
Everything in me feels fluttering and free, like I could take off from the ground at any second. Music, I think, he… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
But...books are so much more. Some of them are webs; you can feel your way along their threads, but just barely, into… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
And then, just at that moment, when I'm no longer sure if I'm dreaming or awake or walking some valley in between… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
I reach out and grab her wrist. It feels impossibly tiny in my hand, like this one time I found a baby… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
And I have Julian. I found him, and he followed me. I reach out in the half dark, wordlessly, and find his… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
i think of all the thousands of billions of steps and missteps and chances and coincidences that have brought me here. Brought… — 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
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
Sometimes I feel like she deserves a best friend who is just a little more special. — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
There's that confidence again, that semi-infuriating easiness of his, the tilt of his head and the smile. but today it's not infuriating.… — 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
There is nothing else for people to do. They do not think. They feel no passion, no hatred, no sadness; they feel… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
We're on the other side of the fence now, Lena,' she says, tiredly, as she passes. "Don't you get it? You can't… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
Grief is like sinking, like being buried. I am in water the tawny color of kicked-up dirt. Every breath is full of… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
It's an incredible thing, how you can feel so taken care of by someone and yet feel, also, like you would die… — 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
Take it from me: If you hear the past speaking to you, feel it tugging up your back and runing its fingers… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
I feel like I'm playing some giant video game, or trying to solve a really complicated math equation. 'One girl is trying… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
Sometimes I feel as though there are two me's, one coasting directly on top of the other: the superficial me, who nods… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
I've never really thought about it before, but it's a miracle how many kinds of light there are in the world, how… — 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
