Quote by Lauren Oliver Download Open image ““a felt cap pulled low over her ears even though it was already probably sixty degrees,”” — Lauren Oliver ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.0 out of 5 (10 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“My face is round, and my cheeks are pinchable, and my ears stick out farther than I'd like.” — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“Something about the way his dark-blond hair curled around his ears made her want to touch it. Foolish thought.” — Melanie Dickerson Copy Share Image
“She didn't usually mind being just a bit in over her head. She generally flailed like a becalmed ship, irritable and purposeless and panicked,… — Julie Anne Long Copy Share Image
“She leans forward, revealing an ear: a freshly formed, soap-smooth, pretty ear, its delicate outline glistening with a tracery of fine hairs.” — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
“She was in the mood for sounds of every kind now, and strained her ears to catch the faintest, in wayward enmity to her… — Thomas Hardy Copy Share Image
“For some reason it reminded her of his fingers caressing her cheek in the tiny room. But that thought, along with his exposed throat… — Melanie Dickerson Copy Share Image
“I rush to her side and touch her cold skin, hoping against hope for a pulse.” — Steven Herrick Copy Share Image
“And we have not yet heard enough, if anything, about the female gaze. About the scorch of it, with the eyes staying in the… — Maggie Nelson Copy Share Image
“able to hear, I reckon; leastways, your ears is big enough.” — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
“He adjusted his body in relation to hers. His head angled down, his hand forming a canopy between them to shield her face from… — Jhumpa Lahiri Copy Share Image
“To her continued surprise, the urge to place her thumb on his skin had not diminished, even though she could not even see his… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“I trembled a little under the empress's piercing stare. She was using her faerie sight. I could feel it shimmering over me, illuminating even… — Robin Bridges 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
