That's the way I feel, at least: like there's a real me and a reflection of me, and I have no way of telling which is which.
Lauren OliverI feel a flash of grief so intense it almost makes me cry out: not for what I lost, but for the chances I missed.
Lauren Oliver...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