As we're standing there I realize we're almost exactly the same height. We must look like the dark and light side of… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
Are you sure that being like everybody else will make you happy?" "I don't know any other way." "Let me show you."… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
Additionally, Liesl and Po is the embodiment of what writing has always been for me at its purest and most basic--not a… — 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
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
If you take, we will take back. Steal from us, and we will rob you blind. When you squeeze, we will hit.… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
We are all punished for the lives we have chosen, in one way or another. — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
I don't know whether these feelings - this thing growing inside of me - is something horrible and sick or the best… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
An itchy feeling began to work its way through my body, as though a thousand mosquitoes were circulating through my blood, biting… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
The Story of Solomon is the only way I know how to explain. And then, in smaller letters: Forgive me. — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
Grief is like sinking, like being buried. I am in water the tawny color of kicked-up dirt. Every breath is full of… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
Droplets, droplets: We are all identical drips and drops of people, hovering, waiting to be tipped, waiting for someone to show us… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
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
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
They haven't killed us yet," I say, and I imagine that one day I will fly a plane over Portland, over Rochester,… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
Eventually she came. She appeared suddenly, exactly like she'd done that day- she stepped into the sunshine, she jumped, she laughed and… — 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
It's like a razor blade edging its way through my organs, shredding me, all I can think is: It will kill me,… — 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
