“Your mother loved you. Do you understand? She loved you. She still loves you. She wanted you to be safe.” — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
That was what her parents did not understand—and had never understood—about stories. Liza told herself storied as though she was weaving and… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“I just wanted you to be safe," my mother says. "Do you understand that? Safe, and happy. Anything I could do... even… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
I hate both of my parents right now: for sitting quietly in our house, while out in the darkness my heart was… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“Are you a girl or a boy?' Liesl was wearing the same thin nightshirt she had been wearing since Tuesday, when her… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“But many, perhaps most siblings share a private universe tropical with benevolence, betrayal, vendetta, reconciliation, and the use and abuse of power… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“My father will pay,' [Julian] says after a beat. 'I'm valuable to the movement.' I don't say anything. In a world without… — 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
My parents were pretty liberal, but they were still parents. I definitely had my teenage rebellion. — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“Of course, the wedding preparations are very stressful," my mother says. My father grunts. "You're not the one writing the checks.” — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“Parents teach you a lot of things, but the most important thing they teach you is this: how people will fuck you… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“Good.” Fred puts his hands in his pockets, dark, creased in front, like my father’s. “I was worried I’d gotten a defective… — 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
“Hana.” My mother is looking at me expectantly. “Fred asked you to pass the green beans.” — 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
“And thinking never did anybody any good, no matter what your teachers and parents and the science-club freaks tell you.” — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
The thing is, you don't get to know. It's not like you wake up with a bad feeling in your stomach. You… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“My mother had soft hands that smelled like soap, and a smile like the first bit of sunlight creeping over a trimmed… — 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
