“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
“It's like the smell of bread baking at Subway. You know it's not the way nature or God intended it to smell,… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
Even the greatest movements on earth, have their beginnings with something small. — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“Most things, even the greatest moments on earth, have their beginnings in something small.” — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“Prodigies! Geniuses! Artists! The lumer-lumpen are some of the most sensitive, the most brilliant, the wisest creatures on the earth or inside… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“Most things, even the greatest moments on earth, have their beginnings in something small. An earthquake that shatters a city might begin… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
Human beings, in their natural state, are unpredictable, erratic, and unhappy. It is only once their animal instincts are controlled that they… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“Most things, even the greatest movements on earth, have their beginnings in something small. An earthquake that shatters a city might begin… — 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
Most things, even the greatest movements on earth, have their beginnings in something small. An earthquake that shatters a city might begin… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“We talked about how terrible the natural world could be. Of course, the bamboo is only doing what it must. Everything obeys… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
I loved to be alone in the woods, especially in the late fall when everything is crisp and golden, the leaves the… — 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
“Other memories—from different times and places, from my old life—have weasled their way in alongside these. It's transfiguration, the slippery nature of… — 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
“Lord, help us root our feet to the earth And our eyes to the road And always remember the fallen angels Who,… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“Most things, even the greatest movements on earth, have their beginnings in something small. An earthquake that shatters a city might begin… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“All at once the hard, cold earth seemed to explode. The brown surface of the world dissolved and in its place was… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“Most things, even the greatest movements on earth, have their beginnings in something small. An earthquake that shatters a city with a… — 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
