For years that's been the buzzword of the house: Sam just wants to be left alone... ...Things change after you die, though -- I guess because dying is about the loneliest thing you can do.
Lauren OliverFor the first time in a long time, I actually look at her. I've always thought Lena was pretty, but now it occurs to me that at some point - last summer? last year? - she became beautiful.
Lauren OliverAll this time, I thought we were growing apart because I was leaving Lena behind. But really it was the reverse. She was learning to lie.
She was learning to love.
I'm mesmerized by the way his fingers move confidently along her skin, as though her body is his to reat and touch and tend to. She was mine before she was yours: The words are there, unexpectedly, surging from my throat to my tongue. I swallow them back.
Lauren OliverA sharp blade of sadness goes through me, deep and quick. I guess it was bound to happen
eventually. I’ve always known it would. Everyone you trust, everyone you think you can count on, will eventually disappoint you. When left to their own devices, people lie and keep secrets and change and disappear, some behind a different face or personality, some behind a dense early morning fog, beyond a cliff. That’s why the cure is so important. That’s why we need it.
We are such small, stupid things. For most of my life I thought of nature as the stupid thing: Blind, animal, destructive. We, the humans, were clean and smart and in control: we had wrestled the rest of the world into submission, battered it down, pinned it to a glass slide and the pages of The Bool of Shhh.
Lauren OliverTags: humanity nature-inspirational
Mamá, mamá llévame a casa.
Estoy medio muerta y lejos de casa.
Me encontré un invalido y me cantó una canción,
me mostró su sonrisa y me arrancó el corazón.
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 OliverThis is one of my favorite things about the Underground: the crashing of the cymbals, the screeching guitar riffs, music that moves into the blood and makes you feel hot and wild and alive.
Lauren OliverTags: music
I just want to be normal, like everybody else."
"Are you sure that being like everybody else will make you happy?
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