Sarah: "Not bad. You look almost human." Lena: "Thanks." Sarah: "I said almost." Lena: "Well, then, almost thanks. — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
I used to think that's what love was: knowing someone so well he was like a part of you. — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
And there it is: Even though we’re standing in the same patch of sun-drenched pavement, we might as well be a hundred… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
The most dangerous sicknesses are those that make us believe we are well — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
It's funny how you can know your friends so well, but you still end up playing the same games with them. — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
This is the first day of my new beginning. From now on I'm going to do things right. I'm going to be… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
Here's something else you might as well learn now: If you want something, if you take it for your own, you'll always… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“Most of us won't see one another after graduation, and even if we do it will be different. We'll be different. We'll… — 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
Yeah, but our choices are limited. We choose from a list that they chose for us." She said. "Well, Choices are supposed… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
Amor deliria nervosa: It affects your mind so that you cannot think clearly, or make rational decisions about your own well-being. Symptom… — 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
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
“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
