“Liberty in acceptance; peace in enclosure; happiness in renunciation.” — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
Is this freedom? Is it happiness? I don't know. I don't care anymore. It is different--it is being alive. — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
This is the language of the world before—a world of chaos and confusion and happiness and despair—before the blitz turned streets to… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
But maybe happiness isn't in the choosing. Maybe it's in the fiction, in the pretending: that wherever we have ended up is… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“If people changed, it meant that she was allowed to change too. She could be different. She could be happier.” — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“Lena: I just want to be happy. I just want to be normal, like everybody else. Alex: Are you sure that being… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“He thought she was happy. She didn't have the heart to tell him the truth. There was no need, anyway. Happiness never… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“Are you sure that being like everybody else will make you happy?" "I don't know any other way." "Let me show you.” — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
Unhappiness is bondage; therefore, happiness is freedom. The way to find happiness is through the cure. Therefore, it is only through the… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
This is the world we live in, a world of safety and happiness and order, a world without love. A world where… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
They say the cure is about happiness, but I understand now that it isn't, and it never was. It's about fear: fear… — 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
