Top 500 Lauren Oliver Quotes (2026 Update)
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301. “He makes me feel like music.”

— Lauren Oliver

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

— Lauren Oliver

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

— Lauren Oliver

304. “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

305. “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

306. “She didn’t realize how much depends on what you’re remembered for. Sometimes, it’s so much better to be forgotten.”

— Lauren Oliver

307. “He was still in love with you, anyway.”

— Lauren Oliver

308. “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

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

— Lauren Oliver

310. “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

311. “But it does not tell you this: that love will turn the whole world into something greater than itself.”

— Lauren Oliver

312. “It’s for the best. But no matter how many times I repeat it, the strange, hollow feeling in my stomach doesn’t go away. And ridiculous as it is, I can’t shake the persistent, needling feeling that I’ve forgotten something, or missed something, or lost something forever.”

— Lauren Oliver

313. “A name that brings a taste of sunshine, and of sunshine raising mist from the trees, and of mist reaching toward the sky.”

— Lauren Oliver

314. “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

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

— Lauren Oliver

316. “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

317. “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

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

— Lauren Oliver

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

— Lauren Oliver

320. “I suppose, in some sense, wills are like maps: they are the imprint we leave, the places our affections have been entrenched; the work we have done; the money we have burrowed away; the furrows and the paths that lead back to spaces we have gone, and marked, and loved.”

— Lauren Oliver

321. “This is what hatred is. It will feed you and at the same time turn you to rot. It is hard and deep and angular, a system of blockades. It is everything and total. Hatred is a high tower. In the Wilds, I start to build, and to climb.”

— Lauren Oliver

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

— Lauren Oliver

323. “Let me tell you something about dying: it’s not as bad as they says. it’s the coming-back-to-life part that hurts.”

— Lauren Oliver

324. “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

325. “I learned to swallow words back, hold secrets on my tongue until they dissolved like soap bubbles.”

— Lauren Oliver

326. “Walking into parties always gives me a crampy feeling at the bottom of my stomach. Its a good feeling though: The feeling of knowing anything can happen. Most of the time nothing does, of course. Most of the time one night blends into the next, and weeks blend into weeks, and months into other months. And sooner or later we die.”

— Lauren Oliver

327. “The idea – the fact of it, the fact that he even noticed and thought about me for more than one second – is huge and overwhelming, makes my legs go tingly and my hands feel numb.”

— Lauren Oliver

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

— Lauren Oliver

329. “Because if it weren’t for me, Lena and Alex would never have been caught at all. I told on them. I was jealous.”

— Lauren Oliver

330. “My parents were pretty liberal, but they were still parents. I definitely had my teenage rebellion.”

— Lauren Oliver

331. “That was the problem with the outside world, the human world. The whole thing was made up puzzles, of a language she didn’t quite speak.”

— Lauren Oliver

332. “Here’s the last thing that occurs to me as Sarah recedes in the rearview mirror, slamming out of the car, jogging across the parking lot: If you’re one tardy away from missing out on a big competition, you should probably make your coffee at home.”

— Lauren Oliver

333. “When a heart breaks, a firefly is born.”

— Lauren Oliver

334. “I feel as though I’m in a dream, where strange things are happening but they don’t feel strange. Everything is cloudy – everything is wrapped in a fog – and I’m filled from head to toe with the single, burning desire to get closer to the music, to hear the music better, for the music to go on and on and on.”

— Lauren Oliver

335. “Love obeys no laws other than its own. That’s what always made it frightening.”

— Lauren Oliver

336. “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

337. “Y todo me parece absurdo, arbitrario. Una se eleva y la otra cae en picado: pura casualidad, un capricho del azar. Todo se reduce a estar en el momento y el lugar adecuados, o no estarlo.”

— Lauren Oliver

338. “Maybe, the hope said. Maybe.”

— Lauren Oliver

339. “Maybe before you die, it’s your ghosts you see.”

— Lauren Oliver

340. “Popularity’s a weird thing. You can’t really define it, and it’s not cool to talk about, but you know it when you see it. Like a lazy eye, or porn.”

— Lauren Oliver

341. “There was always a way up, and out, and no need to be afraid.”

— Lauren Oliver

342. “Things change after you die, though, I guess because dying is the loneliest thing you can do.”

— Lauren Oliver

343. “At the same time I know that it’s not really their fault, at least not completely. I did my part too. I did it on a hundred different days and in a thousand different ways, and I know it. But this makes the anger worse, not better.”

— Lauren Oliver

344. “This is how we grow: not up, but out, like trees – swelling to encompass all these stories, the promises and lies and bribes and habits.”

— Lauren Oliver

345. “Birds feed; then they nest. Paint them any color you want, send them halfway around the world, but they’ll always find a way back. And eventually they’ll show their true colors again.”

— Lauren Oliver

346. “They would face it together, as they were then: turned human by joy, by a belonging that felt just like freedom.”

— Lauren Oliver

347. “That’s modernity, if you ask me: endless division.”

— Lauren Oliver

348. “Sometimes I feel like she deserves a best friend who is just a little more special.”

— Lauren Oliver

349. “You see, we didn’t know.”

— Lauren Oliver

350. “There is only what you want and what happens. There is only grabbing on and holding tight in the darkness.”

— Lauren Oliver