Top 500 Lauren Oliver Quotes (2024 Update)
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251. “There’s a metaphor in that somewhere – like all of life is about ending up somewhere you didn’t expect, and learning to just be happy with it.”

— Lauren Oliver

252. “Lyra and Caelum: the two replicas with names plucked straight from the stars.”

— Lauren Oliver

253. “It’s like high school holds two different worlds, revolving around each other an never touching; the haves and the have-nots. I guess it’s a good thing. High school is supposed to prepare you for the real world, after all.”

— Lauren Oliver

254. “Someday she will be saved, and the past and all its pain will be rendered as smoothly palatable as the food we spoon to our babies.”

— Lauren Oliver

255. “My heart is fluid and soaring. There’s no longer any space between heartbeats.”

— Lauren Oliver

256. “It is a ruined-world, a nonsense-place.”

— Lauren Oliver

257. “This is what hatred is. It will feed you and at the same time turn you to rot.”

— Lauren Oliver

258. “I wonder if you fall forever and ever and never touch down, is it really still falling? I think I will fall forever.”

— Lauren Oliver

259. “I 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

260. “And when we are with Alex, I might as well not be there. They speak in a language of whispers and giggles and secrets; their words are like a fairy-tale tangle of thorns, which place a wall between us.”

— Lauren Oliver

261. “I put my forehead on his collarbone, place one hand on his chest. Its rhythm reassures me: He is real, and he is now.”

— Lauren Oliver

262. “Sometimes day and night reverse. Sometimes up goes down and down goes up, and love turns into hate, and the things you counted on get washed out from under your feet, leaving you pedaling in the air.”

— Lauren Oliver

263. “I need him to know that I came for him. I need him to know that somehow, at some point in the tunnels, I began to love him.”

— Lauren Oliver

264. “But those are just words, and words are just stories, and eventually, always, stories come to an end.”

— Lauren Oliver

265. “Beautiful,” and when his eyes meet mine I know that he really, truly means it.”

— Lauren Oliver

266. “Funny 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 Oliver

267. “Eyes the color of a dawn sky, a crown of blond hair, so bright and white and blinding I could swear it was a halo.”

— Lauren Oliver

268. “Love is a kind of possession. It’s a poison.”

— Lauren Oliver

269. “Sometimes I feel like if you just watch things, just sit still and let the world exist in front of you – sometimes I swear that just for a second time freezes and the world pauses in its tilt.”

— Lauren Oliver

270. “Julian will go to the gallows for us, and we will smile, and dream of victory – hazy-red, soon to come, a blood-colored dawn.”

— Lauren Oliver

271. “This is the language of the world before – a world of chaos and confusion and happiness and despair – before the blitz turned streets to grids, cities to prisons, and hearts to dust.”

— Lauren Oliver

272. “My first kiss. A new kind of kiss, like the new kind of music still playing, softly, in the distance – wild and arrhythmic, desperate. Passionate.”

— Lauren Oliver

273. “And it’s the funniest thing: as soon as I see it, the whistling in my ears stops and the feeling of terror drains away, and I realize this whole time I haven’t been falling at all. I’ve been floating.”

— Lauren Oliver

274. “Funny how certain things stay with you.”

— Lauren Oliver

275. “But that’s the beauty of life: time is yours to keep and to change. Just a few minutes can be sufficient to carve a new road, a new track.”

— Lauren Oliver

276. “I need to live my life in the light of their deaths. I need to live.”

— Lauren Oliver

277. “Shhh.”my mother said She presses her lips to my forehead, strokes my hair, just like she used to when I was a child. I am a baby once again in her arms – helpless and needy. “I’m here now.”

— Lauren Oliver

278. “Poetry isn’t like any writing I’ve ever heard before. I don’t understand all of it, just bits of images, sentences that appear half-finished, all fluttering together like brightly colored ribbons in the wind.”

— Lauren Oliver

279. “I start to back away before I do something wildly inappropriate, like jump on top of him.”

— Lauren Oliver

280. “Even the greatest movements on earth, have their beginnings with something small.”

— Lauren Oliver

281. “Memory is like that, too. We build careful bridges. But they’re weaker than we think.”

— Lauren Oliver

282. “Magnetism, my chem teacher would call it. The seeking for a thing of its pair.”

— Lauren Oliver

283. “That’s my favorite thing about him. I like to lie next to him when it’s late, dark, and so quiet I can hear my own heartbeat. It’s times like that when I’m sure that I’m in love.”

— Lauren Oliver

284. “He makes me feel like music.”

— Lauren Oliver

285. “Perfect. There’s the word again: a locked-door word – stifling, strangling.”

— Lauren Oliver

286. “I don’t understand how everything changes, how the layers of your life get buried. Impossible. At some point, at some time, we must all explode.”

— Lauren Oliver

287. “We’re killers, all of us: We kill our lives, our past selves, the things that mattered. We bury them under slogans and excuses.”

— Lauren Oliver

288. “I wonder whether she was sorry for leaving us behind.”

— Lauren Oliver

289. “That thing – the heart of hearts of me, the core of my core – stretches and unfurls even further, soaring like a flag: making me feel stronger than I ever have before. I.”

— Lauren Oliver

290. “If singing were a feeling it would be this, this light, this lifting, like laughing...”

— Lauren Oliver

291. “Perfection is a promise, and a reassurance that we are not wrong.”

— Lauren Oliver

292. “The world has nothing to offer me, no single shred of interest. I’m a woman trapped on a balcony, watching a passing parade, a blur of noise and motion that eventually turns to a single point on the horizon, a gutter full of trampled and muddy cups, and the sense of wasting an afternoon.”

— Lauren Oliver

293. “Everyone just wasting time because they have so much of it to waste, minutes slipping by on who’s with who and did you hear.”

— Lauren Oliver

294. “A string of bright white buildinh, glistening like teeth over the slurping mouth of the ocean.”

— Lauren Oliver

295. “And then, just at that moment, when I’m no longer sure if I’m dreaming or awake or walking some valley in between where everything you wish for comes true, I feel the flutter of his lips on mine.”

— Lauren Oliver

296. “But from the beginning, I knew that in a world where destiny was dead, I was destined, forever, to love him. Even though he didn’t – though he couldn’t – ever love me back.”

— Lauren Oliver

297. “They say the cure is about happiness, but I understand now that it isn’t, and it never was. It’s about fear: fear of pain, fear of hurt, fear, fear, fear – a blind animal existence, bumping between walls, shuffling between ever-narrowing hallways, terrified and dull and stupid.”

— Lauren Oliver

298. “I started to think about time, and how it keeps moving and draining and flowing forever forward, seconds into minutes into days into years, all of it leading to the same place, a current running forever in one direction. And we’re all going and swimming as fast as we can, helping it along.”

— Lauren Oliver

299. “People are like ants: Just a few of them give all the orders. And most of them spend their lives getting squashed.”

— Lauren Oliver

300. “I’m used to a feeling of doubleness, of thinking one thing and having to do another, a constant tug-of-war.”

— Lauren Oliver