This was what true fear was--that you could never know other people, not completely. That you were always just guessing blind.
Lauren OliverLess than a month ago all of August still stretched before us - long and golden and reassuring, like an endless period of delicious sleep.
Lauren OliverMy boyfriend's an idiot," I say as soon as he lurches away."A cute idiot," Ally corrects me."That's like saying 'a cute mutant.' Doesn't exist.
Lauren OliverThe hours here are flat and round, disks of gray layered one on top of the other...they move slowly, at a grind, until it seems as though they are not moving at all. They are just pressing down.
Lauren Oliver