Sometimes I'm afraid to go to sleep because of what I'm leaving behind. — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
Sometimes I feel like if you just watch things, just sit still and let the world exist in front of you -… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
Are you ever afraid to go to sleep? Afraid of what comes next?” He smiles a sad little smile and I swear… — 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
Sometimes I feel like she deserves a best friend who is just a little more special. — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
Sometimes I think maybe they were right all along, the people on the other side in Zombieland. Maybe it would be better… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
It won't matter if nobody ever thinks I'm pretty (although sometimes I wish, just for a second, that somebody would) — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
And in that moment, the wordless thing passed between us, the thing that wasn't quite love but was so close I could… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
Sometimes I feel as though there are two me's, one coasting directly on top of the other: the superficial me, who nods… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
Do the other kids make fun of you? For how you talk?' 'Sometimes.' 'So why don't you do something about it? 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
