It is a ruined-world, a nonsense-place.
Lauren OliverMy heart is fluid and soaring. There's no longer any space between heartbeats.
Lauren OliverEverything looks stark and vivid and frozen, as though drawn precisely and outlined in ink - parents' smiles frozen, camera flashes blinding, mouths open and white teeth glinstening, dark glossy hair and deep blue sky and unrelenting light, everyone drowning in light - everything so clear and perfect I'm sure it must already be a memory, or a dream.
Lauren OliverMots clés delirium lauren-oliver
I want to know." His words are a whisper, barely audible. "I want to know with you.
Lauren OliverThis 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.
And I have Julian. I found him, and he followed me. I reach out in the half dark, wordlessly, and find his hands. We interlace our fingers, and though he doesn't say anything either, I can feel the warmth and energy passing between us, a soundless dialogue. Thank you, he is saying, and I am saying, I am so happy, I am so happy, I needed you to be safe.
Lauren OliverThey haven't killed us yet," I say, and I imagine that one day I will fly a plane over Portland, over Rochester, over every fenced-in city in the whole country, and I will bomb and bomb and bomb, and watch all their buildings smoldering to dust, and all those people melting and bleeding into flame, and I will see how they like it.
If you take, we will take back. Steal from us, and we will rob you blind. When you squeeze, we will hit.
This is the way the world is made now.
Mots clés delirium lena lauren-oliver pandemonium wilds
Alex loved books. He was the one who first introduced me to poetry. That's another reason I can't read anymore.
Lauren OliverMots clés delirium alex lena lauren-oliver pandemonium
They say that just before you die your whole life flashes before your eyes, but that's not how it happened for me.
Lauren OliverMots clés first-sentence death
The sparrows jumped before they knew how to fly, and they learned to fly only because they had jumped
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