1,161 Quotes by Lauren Oliver

It was craziness. Amor deliria nervosa. The deadliest of all deadly things.

Maybe, the hope said. Maybe.

When I'm running, there's always this split second when the pain is ripping through me and I can hardly breathe and all I see is colour and blur - and in that split second, right as the pain crests, and becomes too much, there's a whiteness going through me, I see something to my left, a flicker of colour (auburn hair, burning, a crown of leaves)-and I know then, too, that if I only turn my head he'll be there, laughing, watching me, holding out his arms.

His eyes—once a sweet, melted brown, like syrup—have hardened. Now they are stony, impenetrable.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.

I thought the Invalids were beasts; I thought they would rip me apart. But these people saved me, and gave me the softest place to sleep, and nursed me back to health, and haven't asked for anything in return. The animals are on the other side of the fence: monsters wearing uniforms. They speak softly, and tell lies, and smile as they're slitting your throat.

I start to follow her, and Alex grabs my hand."I'll find you," he says, watching me with the eyes I remember. "I won't let you go again."I don't trust myself to speak. Instead I nod, hoping that he understands me. He squeezes my hand."Go," he says.

this woman who wants to lead a revolution for love and doesn’t even acknowledge her own daughter

Shhh.”my mother said She presses her lips to my forehead, strokes my hair, just like she used to when I was a child. I am a baby once again in her arms—helpless and needy. “I’m here now.

I am a stone being excavated by the slow passage of water; I am wood charred by a fire.