1,161 Quotes by Lauren Oliver

No one had ever told her this basic fact: not everyone got to be loved. It was like those stupid bell curves they’d had to study in math class. There was the big, swollen, happy middle, a whale lump full of blissful couples and families eating around a big dining room table and laughing. And then, at the tapered ends, there were the abnormal people, the weirdos and freaks, and zeros like her.

A name that brings a taste of sunshine, and of sunshine raising mist from the trees, and of mist reaching toward the sky.

This is how we grow: not up, but out, like trees – swelling to encompass all these stories, the promises and lies and bribes and habits.

Only his hair is the same: that auburn crown, like leaves in autumn. Impossible. I close my eyes and reopen them: the boy from a dream, from a different lifetime. A boy brought back from the dead. Alex.

There’s a place for everything and everyone, you know. That is the mistake they make above. They think that only certain people have a place. Only certain kinds of people belong. The rest is waste. But even waste must have a place. Otherwise it will clog and clot, and rot and fester.

Let me tell you something about dying: it’s not as bad as they says. it’s the coming-back-to-life part that hurts.

For a second, I feel a sense of overwhelming grief: for how things change, for the fact that we can never go back. I’m not certain of anything anymore. I don’t know what will happen –.

I’m dead, but I can’t stop living.

I was glad when the invalids were executed.