Quote

This was what true fear was--that you could never know other people, not completely. That you were always just guessing blind.

Lauren Oliver

Change background

T
T
T

Change font

TAGS & TOPICS

Lauren Oliver
Age: 42
Born: 1982
Born: November 8
Author
Novelist
Science Fiction Writer
Writer
Westchester County
New York
People
Guessing
Blind
Completely
Fear
True
Always
Never

More quotes by Lauren Oliver

Image
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.
Lauren Oliver
Image
I hate both of my parents right now: for sitting quietly in our house, while out in the darkness my heart was beating away all of the seconds of my life, ticking them off one by one until my time was up for letting the thread between us stretch so far and so thin that the moment it was severed for good they didn't even feel it.
Lauren Oliver
Image
It's like there's a filter set up in my brain, except instead of making things better, it twists everything around so what comes out of my mouth is totally wrong, totally different from what I was thinking.
Lauren Oliver
Image
Everything looks beautiful. The Book of Shhh says that deliria alters your perception, disables your ability to reason clearly, impairs you from making sound judgments. But it does not tell you this: that love will turn the whole world into something greater than itself.
Lauren Oliver
Image
Life isn't life if you just float through it.
Lauren Oliver
Image
Don't worry about what you're writing or whether it's good or even whether it makes sense.
Lauren Oliver
Image
I feel a flash of grief so intense it almost makes me cry out: not for what I lost, but for the chances I missed.
Lauren Oliver
Image
Like I've been sketched by an amateur artist: if you don't look too closely, it's all right, but start focusing and all the smudges and mistakes become really obvious.
Lauren Oliver
Image
We can never understand. We can only try, fumbling our way through the tunneled places, reaching for light.
Lauren Oliver
Image
Love: a single word, a wispy thing, a word no bigger or longer than an edge.
Lauren Oliver
Image
My heart shoots into my throat every time I think I see his loping walk, or catch sight of some floppy brown hair on a boy - but it's never him, and each time it isn't, my heart does a reverse trajectory down into the very pit of my stomach.
Lauren Oliver
Image
This was what being cured was like: like being in a fishbowl, circling always inside the same glass.
Lauren Oliver
Image
Everywhere he touches is fire. My whole body is burning up, the two of us becoming twin points of the same bright white flame.
Lauren Oliver
Image
What glitters may not be gold and even wolves may smile and fools will be led by promises to their deaths.
Lauren Oliver
Image
People are like houses. They could open their doors. You could walk through their rooms and touch the objects hidden in their corners. But something--the structure, the wiring, the invisible mechanism that kept the whole thing standing--remai ned invisible, suggested only by the fact of its existing at all.
Lauren Oliver
Image
Fridays are the hardest in some ways: you’re so close to freedom.
Lauren Oliver
Image
This is what hatred is. It will feed you and at the same time turn you to rot.
Lauren Oliver
Image
The second time my world exploded, it was also because of a word. A word that worked its way out of my throat and danced onto and out of my lips before I could think about it, or stop it. The question was: Will you meet me tomorrow? And the word was: Yes.
Lauren Oliver
Image
Things change after you die, though, I guess because dying is the loneliest thing you can do.
Lauren Oliver
Image
The tunnels may be long, and twisted, and dark but you are supposed to go through them.
Lauren Oliver