People could push and pull at you, and poke you, and probe as deep as they could go. They could even tear you apart, bit by bit. But at the heart and root and soul of you, something would remain untouched.
Lauren OliverI'm mesmerized by the way his fingers move confidently along her skin, as though her body is his to reat and touch and tend to. She was mine before she was yours: The words are there, unexpectedly, surging from my throat to my tongue. I swallow them back.
Lauren OliverI am growing stronger. I am a stone being excavated by the slow passage of water; I am wood charred by a fire.
Lauren OliverMy stomach gets that hollowed-out feeling. It's amazing how words can do that, just shred your insides apart.
Lauren Oliver