Happiness is found when no one is looking Lauren Oliver More Quotes by Lauren Oliver More Quotes From Lauren Oliver This was what being cured was like: like being in a fishbowl, circling always inside the same glass. Lauren Oliver glasses That’s what you do for family. Anything. Lauren Oliver But hope got in, no matter how hard and fast I tried to stomp it out. Like these tiny fire ants we used to get in Portland. No matter how fast you liked them, there were always more, a steady stream of them, resistant, ever-multiplying. Maybe, the hope said. Maybe. Lauren Oliver tiny fire matter You should only fall in love with people who will fall in love with you back. Lauren Oliver falling-in-love love-you people ...the past: It drifts, it gathers. If you are not careful, it will bury you. This is half the reason for the cure: It clean-sweeps; it makes the past, and all its pain, distant, like the barest impression on sparkling glass. Lauren Oliver glasses pain past Quiet through the grave go I; or else beneath the graves I lie Lauren Oliver graves quiet lying Amor deliria nervosa isn't a disease of love. It's a disease of selfishness. Lauren Oliver amor selfishness disease I can admit, now, that I must have loved Lena. Not in an Unnatural way, but my feelings for her must have been a kind of sickness. How can someone have the power to shatter you to dust--and also to make you feel so whole? Lauren Oliver dust feelings way Each step is more difficult than the last; the heaviness fills me and turns my limbs to stone. You must hurt or be hurt. Lauren Oliver lasts hurt stones Maybe, the hope said. Maybe. Lauren Oliver said Amazing how hope lives. Without air or water, with hardly anything at all to nurture it. Lauren Oliver nurture air water I don't know how i stay on my feet, why i don;t just shatter into dust right there, why my heart keeps beating when i want it so badly to stop Lauren Oliver dust feet heart And even though I'm standing in the middle of the biggest crowd I've ever seen in my life, I suddenly feel very alone. Lauren Oliver crowds middle feels Sometimes I think maybe they were right all along, the people on the other side in Zombieland. Maybe it would be better if we didn't love. If we didn't lose either. If we didn't get our hearts stomped on, shattered: if we didn't have to patch and repatch until we're like Frankenstein monsters, all sewn together and bound up by who knows what. If we could just float along, like snow. But how could anyone who's ever seen a summer - big explosions of green and skies lit up electric with splashy sunsets, a riot of flowers and wind that smells like honey - pick the snow? Lauren Oliver sunset flower summer But it's not about knowing. It is simply about going forward. Lauren Oliver knowing 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-- Lauren Oliver things-change grief facts The first one, we’ll name Blue. Lauren Oliver names blue firsts I remember Lena's expression when he knocked on the door; and how Alex had looked at her when she finally let him into the storeroom. I remember exactly what he was wearing, too, and the mess of his hair, the sneakers with their blue-tinged laces. His right shoe was untied. He didn't notice. He didn't notice anything but Lena. Lauren Oliver hair blue doors Because I think you're right. You can make a difference." He told me experiences were kind of like fate, and fate usually came in the form of a test. He told me fate liked to be worshiped. It liked to see us fall on out knees before it offered to help us up..." ♥ Lauren Oliver fate fall thinking There's always some relief in giving up. Lauren Oliver relief giving-up giving
