Finishing books - and leaving the world you've created - is always a kind of emotionally wrenching experience. I usually cry. — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
My first kiss. A new kind of kiss, like the new kind of music still playing, softly, in the distance - wild… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
My former people were not totally wrong. Love is a kind of possession. It’s a poison. And if Alex no longer loves… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
He’s speaking in the tone of voice that everyone uses when they’re about to break you apart. Gentle—kind, even—like they can make… — 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
This is the first day of my new beginning. From now on I'm going to do things right. I'm going to be… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
Because I think you're right. You can make a difference." He told me experiences were kind of like fate, and fate usually… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
There's a place for everything and everyone, you know. That is the mistake they make above. They think that only certain people… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
My heart is drumming in my chest so hard it aches, but it's the good kind of ache, like the feeling you… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
That’s just the kind of thing that kids do to each other. It’s no big deal. There’s always going to be a… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
I didn't even know a heart could beat so loudly...it reminds me of an Edgar Allen Poe story we had to read… — 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
it's weird how much people change. for example, when i was a kid i loved all of these things..and over time all… — 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
