For a second I feel a rush of sadness: for the horizons that vanish behind us, for the people we leave behind,… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
My former people were not totally wrong. Love is a kind of possession. It’s a poison. And if Alex no longer loves… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
This was what true fear was--that you could never know other people, not completely. That you were always just guessing blind. — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
I guess that’s just part of loving people: You have to give things up. Sometimes you even have to give them up. — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
Welcome to the free world. We give people the power to choose. They can even choose the wrong thing. Beautiful, isn't it? — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
People need other people to feel things for them," she said. "It gets lonely to feel things all by yourself. — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
Dystopian novels help people process their fears about what the future might look like; further, they usually show that there is always… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
Most people don't want to be saved. Besides, if you keep bailing everybody out, they'll never learn to paddle on their own. — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
There's still always the possibility that I've gone totally, clinically cuckoo. But somehow I don't think so anymore. An article I once… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
Suicide. A sideways word, a word that people whisper and mutter and cough: a word that must be squeezed out behind cupped… — 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
I'm overwhelmed with sadness for everything that was lost, and filled with anger toward the people who took it away. My people-or… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
As Steve draws me closer to the band, all I can see is a frenzied mass of seething, writhing people, like a… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
But now I give in, let the anger surge. I'm sick of people acting like this world, this other world is the… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“This is the mistake they make above. They think that only certain people habe a place. Only certain kinds of people belong.… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
People could push and pull at you, and poke you, and probe as deep as they could go. They could even tear… — 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
We stand there for a moment, looking at each other, and in that instant I feel our connection so strongly it's as… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
I thought the Invalids were beasts; I thought they would rip me apart. But these people saved me, and gave me the… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
i feel like a curtain has dropped away and i'm seeing people for who they really are, different, and sharp, and unknowable. — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
willing me to understand: that people should be sacrificed to causes, that beauty can be built on the backs of the dead. — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“This is what amazes me: that people are new every day. That they are never the same. You must always invent them,… — 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
In a world without love, this is what people are to each other: values, benefits, and liabilities, numbers and data. We weigh,… — 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… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
There's a place for everything and everyone, you know. That is the mistake they make above. They think that only certain people… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
I was glad when the Invalids were executed. Some people complained that lethal injection was too humane for convicted terrorists, but I… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
People are like houses. They could open their doors. You could walk through their rooms and touch the objects hidden in their… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
For all the people who have infected me with amor deliria nervosa in the past - you know who you are. For… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“People are stubborn and stupid. They're irrational. they're destructive. that's the point, isn't it? That's the whole reason for the cure. People… — 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
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
“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
“At least when I'm sleeping I can dream myself back to Alex, can dream myself into a different world.” — Lauren Oliver Copy Share
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
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
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
“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
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
“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
“Stop!” His voice rings out sharply, hard as a slap. He releases me and I stumble backward. “Alex is dead, do you hear me?… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share
..in that moment i realize how much i love the little everyday routines of my life..the details that are my life's special pattern, like… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share
