You don't reach points in life at which everything is sorted out for us. I believe in endings that should suggest our stories always continue.
Lauren OliverIs it possible to tell the truth in a society of lies? Or must you always, of necessity, become a liar?
Lauren OliverThis is one of my favorite things about the Underground: the crashing of the cymbals, the screeching guitar riffs, music that moves into the blood and makes you feel hot and wild and alive.
Lauren OliverAnd a face above mine, white and beautiful, eyes as large as the moon. You saved me. A hand on my cheek, cool and dry. Why did you save me? Words welling up on a tide: No, the opposite. Eyes the colour of a dawn sky, a crown of blond hair, so bright and white and blinding I could swear it was a halo.
Lauren Oliver