This is the strange way of the world, that people who simply want to love are instead forced to become warriors. — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
Chance. Stupid, dumb, blind chance. Just a part of the strange mechanism of the world, with its fits and coughs and starts… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
It strikes me how strange people are. You can see them every day, you can think you know them and then you… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
It strikes me how strange people are. You can see them every day - you can think you know them - and… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“As soon as she sees me she swings forward and hits a key on her keyboard. The music cuts off instantly. Strangely,… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
It's so strange how life works: You want something and you wait and wait and feel like it's taking forever to come.… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
It's surprisingly nice out here, peaceful and pretty-strange to be standing in the middle of a little garden while enclosed by the… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
But...books are so much more. Some of them are webs; you can feel your way along their threads, but just barely, into… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
It was all very strange, Mr. Gray thought, as he wiped the coffee canister clean with a sponge. Very, very mysterious. You… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
Po swirled upward from where it had been sitting, and floated over to the window. "When you go swimming and you put… — 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
