Maybe this is the secret to talking to boys--maybe you just have to be angry all the time. — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
i suppose that's the secret, if you're ever wishing for things to back the way they were. You just have to look… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
His secret name, which belongs to me, and to him, and to no one else. — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
And how she looked at me like I could save her from everything bad in he world. This was my secret: she… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
And when we are with Alex, I might as well not be there. They speak in a language of whispers and giggles… — 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
You have to understand. I am no one special. I am just a single girl. I am five feet two inches tall… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
I used to lie here like this all summer long,' I tell her. 'I'd come up here and just stare at the… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
If he were less well trained, and less careful, he would say hate. But he can’t say it; it is too close… — 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
“I’ll tell you another secret, this one for your own good. You may think the past has something to tell you. You… — 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
