I didn't even know a heart could beat so loudly...it reminds me of an Edgar Allen Poe story we had to read in one of our...classes...it's supposed to be a story about guilt and the dangers of civil disobedience, but when I first read it I thought it seemed kind of lame and melodramatic. Now I get it, though. Poe must have snuck out a lot when he was young.
Lauren OliverThere's a place for everything and everyone, you know. That is the mistake they make above. They think that only certain people have a place. Only certain kinds of people belong. The rest is waste. But even waste must have a place. Otherwise it will clog and clot, and rot and fester.
Lauren OliverA room full of words that are nearly the truth but not quite, each note fluttering off the steam of its rose like a broken butterfly wing.
Lauren OliverI screamed until my voice dried up in my throat. We all did. All of us in Ward Six, all of us forgotten, left to rot.
Lauren Oliver