...into hate, into refusal, against hope and without fear
Lauren OliverPeople could push and pull at you, and poke you, and probe as deep as they could go. They could even tear you apart, bit by bit. But at the heart and root and soul of you, something would remain untouched.
Lauren OliverPeople need other people to feel things for them," she said. "It gets lonely to feel things all by yourself.
Lauren OliverMots clés humanity
We will have to trust too-that the world won't end, that tomorrow will come, and that truth will come too.
Lauren OliverHe Is looking at me through the smoke, across the fence. He never takes his eyes off me. His hair Is a crown of leaves, of thorns, of flames. His eyes are blazing with light, more light than all the lights in every city in the whole world, more light than we could ever invent If we had ten thousand billion years.
Lauren OliverMots clés love beauty dystopian-fiction teen-fiction
Do the other kids make fun of you? For how you talk?'
'Sometimes.'
'So why don't you do something about it? You could learn to talk differently, you know.'
But this is my voice. How would you be able to tell when I was talking?
Mots clés individuality voice before-i-fall innocent-question
There are so many things I want to tell her, so many things she doesn't know; like how I remember when she first came home from the hospital, a big pink blob with a perma-smile, and she used to fall asleep while grabbing on to my pinter finger; how I sued to give her piggyback rides up and down the beach on Cape Cod, and she would tub on my ponytail to direct me one way or the other; how soft and furry her head was when she was first born; that the first time you kiss someone you'll be nervous, and it will be weird, and it won't be as good as you want it to be, and that's okay; how you should only fall in love with people who will fall in love back... I feel an ache in my throat, but i manage to smile. Two conflicting desires go through me at the same time, each as sharp as a razor blade: I want to see you grow up and Don't ever change.
Lauren OliverMots clés truth
I reach out and grab her wrist. It feels impossibly tiny in my hand, like this one time I found a baby bird near goose Point, and I picked it up and it died there, taking its final gasping fluttering breaths in my palm.
Lauren OliverMots clés well-put
When people were afraid, they did not always do what they knew to be right. They turned away. They closed their eyes. They said, Tomorrow. Tomorrow, perhaps, I'll do something about it. And they said that until they died.
Lauren OliverI don't know where to go. I don't know what comes now."
"Don't worry," Will said. "We'll figure something out."
Liesl managed to smile at him. She liked that word: *we*. It sounded warm and open, like a hug.
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