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One of the strangest things about life is that it will chug on, blind and oblivious, even as your private world - your little carved-out sphere - is twisting and morphing, even breaking apart.

Lauren Oliver

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Lauren Oliver
Age: 42
Born: 1982
Born: November 8
Author
Novelist
Science Fiction Writer
Writer
Westchester County
New York
Life
Breaking
Chug
World
Apart
Morphing
Private
Twisting
Blind
Strangest
Littles
Carved
Little
Oblivious
Even
Sphere
Things
Spheres

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