“Julian is somewhere among those lights, in that blur of people and buildings. I wonder whether he's scared. I wonder whether he's… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“La semana pasada acepte que nunca voy a amar a Julian como amé a Alex. Pero ahora, la idea es abrumadora, como… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“For a minute he stands there, looking at me, and I can tell that he knows why I'm crying, and he understands,… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
Over the past week, I’ve accepted that I will never love Julian as much as I loved Alex. But now that idea… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“He has made no secret of the fact that he thinks it was a mistake to have rescued Julian and a liability… — 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
“Raven looks at me. “What about you, Lena?” I can feel Alex’s eyes on me. My mouth is so dry; the sun… — Lauren oliver Copy Share Image
I’m with Julian,” I say at last. This, after all, is what I have chosen. — 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
