You have to go forward: It's the only way. You have to go forward no matter what happens. This is the universal… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
And even if she isn’t—even if by some miracle, she survived the escape and has been squeezing out a living in the… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“It's like there's a glass wall between us now, invisible but impenetrable” — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“So much between us went unsaid; that is the danger, and beauty, of life without the cure. There is always wilderness and… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“The details that are life's special pattern, like how in handwoven rugs what really makes them unique are the tiny flaws in… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“In my mind, I was reliving my whole life again-slowly, taking my time. Delaying. Because I knew, sooner or later, I'd get… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
So far I've seen the life studies packet used as (1) an umbrella, (2) a makeshift towel, (3) a pillow, and now… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“Do you want any breakfast, Sam?” my mom asks. I never eat breakfast at home, but my mom still asks me every… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
Something aches at the very core of me, something ancient and deep and stronger than words: the filament that joins each of… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
You don't reach points in life at which everything is sorted out for us. I believe in endings that should suggest our… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“I know that life isn't life if you just float through it. I know that the whole point- the only point- is… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
Still, the vivid green of the grass-where the grass is actually managing to assert itself through the dirt-seems out of place. This… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
Two weeks until your cure" she says finally. "Sixteen days" I say, but in my head I'm counting: Seven days. Seven days… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
But that's the beauty of life: time is yours to keep and to change. Just a few minutes can be sufficient to… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
It's so strange how life works: You want something and you wait and wait and feel like it's taking forever to come.… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“It seems like as we stand there I’m watching my whole life with Hana, our entire friendship, fall away: sleepover parties with… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“One of the strangest things about life is that it will chug on, blind and oblivious, even as your private world-your little… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
It's amazing how close I have been, all this time, to my old life. And yet the distance that divides me from… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“Here's one of the things I learned that morning: if you cross a line and nothing happens, the line loses meaning. It's… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
The alchemist was dazed and dumbfounded, as the true meaning of the magic was revealed: *The dead will rise from glade to… — 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
