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
it occurs to me that there is so much I never knew about him--his past, his role in the resistance, what his… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
Sometimes I feel like if you just watch things, just sit still and let the world exist in front of you -… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
We stand there for a moment, looking at each other, and in that instant I feel our connection so strongly it's as… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“I've been alone with him countless times, but this feels different. Here there are no eyes waiting to catch us, no voices… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
What does it feel like to be infected?" "I-- I can't describe it." I force the words out. Can't breathe, can't breathe,… — 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
For the first time in my life I actually feel sorry for Carol. I'm only seventeen years old, and I already know… — 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
“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
“Stop!” His voice rings out sharply, hard as a slap. He releases me and I stumble backward. “Alex is dead, do you hear me?… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
..in that moment i realize how much i love the little everyday routines of my life..the details that are my life's special pattern, like… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
