Quote by Lauren Oliver Download Open image “The old Lena is dead,” — Lauren Oliver ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.2 out of 5 (8 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“The old Lena is dead,” I say, and then push past him, back down through the gully toward the camp. Each step is more… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“Lena is sure that other people don't have many selves. She is terrified that she doesn't have a core self, an essential Lena. She… — Haley Tanner Copy Share Image
Lena always described how she dreaded and mourned things before they even happened. Carmen was beginning to suspect that she was permitting herself to… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
And even if she isn’t—even if by some miracle, she survived the escape and has been squeezing out a living in the Wilds—she would… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
Anna [Nicole Smith ] in a lot of ways always thought she was going to die young and she said that she thought she… — Howard K. Stern Copy Share Image
“We were lying on the blanket in the backyard of 37 Brooks, like we always did that summer. Lena was on her side, cheek… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
Lena realized that a fundamental layer of their happiness depended on the four of them being close to one another. Their lives were independent… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
“Lena studied the faces of the girls on the sidelines. She could tell that Kostos owned the lust of what few local teenage girls… — Ann Brashares 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