Quote by Lauren Oliver Download Open image ““snakelike hiss, undulating,”” — Lauren Oliver ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.8 out of 5 (10 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“For acting thus you will remain innocent among the hissings of the serpents, and like a sweet strawberry you will receive no venom from… — St. Francis de Sales Copy Share Image
“It's a snake, then.' 'Rattler?' 'Most likely.' I was taking this extremely well. 'We have to kill it. By we, of course, I mean… — Gini Koch Copy Share Image
“It was baffling. These creatures. The were fraught and frayed win their desire. A snake would never poison itself, but these folk made an… — Patrick Rothfuss Copy Share Image
“The rattle snakes its way down into my lungs when I take my last breath.” — Anthony T. Hincks Copy Share Image
“Snakes, he learned, dreamed in smells and vibrations, their tongues darting out to sample the air, their long bodies pressed close to the dirt.” — Helene Wecker Copy Share Image
One of them hissed-not the hiss of a cat, a long, steady tone-more like the hiss of air escaping the rubber raft that is… — Christopher Moore Copy Share Image
“On the whole, I try to avoid confrontations with deadly snakes.” — Tom Parker Bowles Copy Share Image
“I'd rather have a hissing cobra in my face than a viper sneaking to my chest.” — Axel (me 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
