Quote by Lauren Oliver

““Still, the idea continued to drum through her, like the constant patter of the rain: that no one would ever love her.””

★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.3 out of 5 (8 ratings)

More by Lauren Oliver

“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…

Image

This is what happens when you try to help people. You get screwed.

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…

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…

Image

“At least when I'm sleeping I can dream myself back to Alex, can dream myself into a different world.”

Image

People are like ants: Just a few of them give all the orders. And most of them spend their lives getting squashed.

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…

Image

Mistake, mistake, mistake. A strange word: stinging, somehow.

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…

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…

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…

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…

Image