The whole point of growing up is learning to stay on the laughing side. — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
If singing were a feeling it would be this, this light, this lifting, like laughing... — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
I'm not scared, if that's what you're wondering. The moment of death is full of sound and warmth and light shooting away,… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
I’ve never really had a party before.” “Why did you have one now?” I say, just to keep him talking. He gives… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
The last laugh, the last cup of coffee, the last sunset, the last time you jump through a sprinkler, or eat an… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
I used to lie here like this all summer long,' I tell her. 'I'd come up here and just stare at the… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
I know the rules. I've been living here longer than you have." He cracks a smile then. He nudges me back. "Hardly."… — 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
...and once at Hana's house, when we stole some blackberry liqueur from her parents' liquor cabinet and drank until the ceiling started… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
When I’m running, there’s always this split second when the pain is ripping through me and I can hardly breathe and 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
