I wonder if this is how people always get close: They heal each other's wounds; they repair the broken skin.
Lauren OliverFunny how time heals. Like that bullet in my ribs. It's there, I know it's there, but I can barely feel it at all anymore.
Lauren OliverRaven has lost deeply, again and again, and she, too, has buried herself. There are pieces of her scattered all over. Her heart is nestled next to a small set of bones buried beside a frozen river, which will emerge with the spring thaw, a skeleton ship rising out of the waterโ.
Lauren Oliver