For the first time in my life I've done something for me and by choice and not because somebody told me it… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
We are all punished for the lives we have chosen, in one way or another. — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
They've lied about everything.-about the fence, and the existence of Invalids, about a million other things besides. They told us the raids… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
I think all artists are only interested in a couple of themes, really. I'm primarily interested in change and connection as being… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
The secret is,” I say, whispering right into his ear, “that yours was the best kiss I’ve ever had in my life.”… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
The kidnapping, the kiss. I brought him here, after all. I rescue him an pulled him into this new life, a life… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
And when I wake up it's wonderful, like I've been carried quietly onto a calm, peaceful shore, and the dream, and its… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“Life, the relentless mechanism of existing – isn’t about you. It doesn’t include you at all. It will thrust onward even after… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
I don't understand how everything changes, how the layers of your life get buried. Impossible. At some point, at some time, we… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“Somehow, the pain only makes it better, more intense, more worth it.” — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“They say that just before you die your whole life flashes before your eyes, but that’s not how it happened for me.” — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“You didn’t need to go charging in there like some kind of hero.” I feel a flicker of anger. I hold on… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“It was so strange, the way that life moved forward: the twists and the dead ends, the sudden opportunities. The promise was… — 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 -… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“I'm not even sure whether I'm missing my mother, or simply the old routine of my life: a life of school and… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“. . . Liesl & Po is the embodiment of what writing has always been for me at its purest and most… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
And now I realize Lindsay's not fearless. She's terrified. She's terrified that people will find out she's faking, bullshitting her way through… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“"...love will turn the whole world into something greater than itself.” — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
Love. I love you. I’ll always love you, my love. You are the love of my life. — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
I have had to give up so much, so many selves and lives already. I have grown up and out of the… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
We are such small, stupid things. For most of my life I thought of nature as the stupid thing: Blind, animal, destructive.… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
Yeah, but our choices are limited. We choose from a list that they chose for us." She said. "Well, Choices are supposed… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“Somewhere deeper in the city a motor is running, a distant, earthy growl, like an animal panting. in a few hours the… — 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
