“...the skinniest of hope, the edge of an edge. But still hope"(p. 420).” — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“AND God created the whole universe from an atom no bigger than a thought ......” — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
You can build walls all the way to the sky and I will find a way to fly above them. — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“Find the things that matter, and hold on to them, and fight for them, and refuse to let them go.” — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“This is not what I wantef. This is not why I came to the Wilds, why Alex wanted me to come: not… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“That’s when you realize the most of it—life, the relentless mechanism of existing—isn’t about you. It doesn’t include you at all. It… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
Love: a single word, a wispy thing, a word no bigger or longer than an edge. That's what it is: an edge;… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“But I have a secret. You can build walls all the way to the sky and I will find a way to… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“It’s weird how much people change... It’s kind of sad, if you think about it. Like there’s no continuity in people at… — 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
