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Life isn't life if you just float through it.

Lauren Oliver

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Lauren Oliver
Age: 42
Born: 1982
Born: November 8
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Science Fiction Writer
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Westchester County
New York
Life
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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.
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For a moment, my heart aches for him. I should never have asked him to join me here I should never have asked him to cross.
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Hope keeps you alive.
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I cry for everything I abandoned and because I, too, have been left behind -- by Alex, by my mom, by time that has cut through our worlds and separated us.
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That was what her parents did not understand—and had never understood—about stories. Liza told herself storied as though she was weaving and knotting an endless rope. Then, no matter how dark or terrible the pit she found herself in, she could pull herself out, inch by inch and hand over hand, on the long rope of stories.
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I want to know. His words are a whisper, barely audible. I want to know with you.
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I’m sorry for everything.” Then he turns and pushes back into the woods, and he’s gone.
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That's my favorite thing about him. I like to lie next to him when it's late, dark, and so quiet I can hear my own heartbeat. It's times like that when I'm sure that I'm in love.
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I wonder whether she was sorry for leaving us behind.
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There is no before. There is only now, and what comes next.
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