Requiem has been controversial because people dont feel I gave it closure. — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
And even though I'm standing in the middle of the biggest crowd I've ever seen in my life, I suddenly feel very… — 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
“How can someone have the power to shatter you to dust—and also to make you feel so whole? The” — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
People need other people to feel things for them," she said. "It gets lonely to feel things all by yourself. — 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
It's the time of the night I like best, when most people are asleep and it feels like the world belongs completely… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
I can admit, now, that I must have loved Lena. Not in an Unnatural way, but my feelings for her must have… — 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
This is one of my favorite things about the Underground: the crashing of the cymbals, the screeching guitar riffs, music that moves… — 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
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
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
Funny how time heals. Like that bullet in my ribs. It's there, I know it's there, but I can barely feel it… — 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
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
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
Time becomes a stutter-the space between drumbeats, splintered into fragments, and also endlessly long, as long as soaring guitar notes that melt… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
I hate both of my parents right now: for sitting quietly in our house, while out in the darkness my heart was… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
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
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
I remember a story I once heard about drowning: that when you fall into cold water it's not that you drown right… — 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
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
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
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 an overwhelming rush of sadness... I'm just struck with a sense of time passing so quickly, rushing forward. One day… — 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
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
That's the way I feel, at least: like there's a real me and a reflection of me, and I have no way… — 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
It's so strange how life works: You want something and you wait and wait and feel like it's taking forever to come.… — 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
The idea—the fact of it, the fact that he even noticed and thought about me for more than one second—is huge and… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
i feel like a curtain has dropped away and i'm seeing people for who they really are, different, and sharp, and unknowable. — 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
“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
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
“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
“At least when I'm sleeping I can dream myself back to Alex, can dream myself into a different world.” — Lauren Oliver Copy Share
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
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
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
“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
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
“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
“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
..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
