Still, the vivid green of the grass-where the grass is actually managing to assert itself through the dirt-seems out of place. This seems like a place where the sun should never shine: a place on the edge, at the limit, a place completely removed from time and happiness and life.
Lauren OliverHuamns, uregulated, are cruel and capricious; violet and selfish; miserable and quarrelsome. It is only after their instincts and basic emotions have been controlled that they can be happy, generous, and good.
Lauren OliverAlex is dead, do you hear me? All of that-what we felt, what it meant- that's done now, okay? Buried. Blown away.
Lauren Oliver