{"author":"Lauren Oliver","author_id":"Lauren+Oliver","total_quotes":255,"quotes":[{"text":"And you can't love, not fully, unless you are loved in return.","author":"Lauren Oliver","tags":["love"],"id":3328,"author_id":"Lauren+Oliver"},{"text":"Grief is like sinking, like being buried. I am in water the tawny color of kicked-up dirt. Every breath is full of choking. There is nothing to hold on to, no sides, no way to claw myself up. There is nothing to do but let go.Let go. Feel the weight all around you, feel the squeezing of your lungs, the slow, low pressure. Let yourself go deeper. There is nothing but bottom. There is nothing but the taste of metal, and the echoes of old things, and days that look like darkness.","author":"Lauren Oliver","tags":["grief","lauren-oliver"],"id":6240,"author_id":"Lauren+Oliver"},{"text":"It's weird how much people change...It's kind of sad, if you think about it. Like there's no continuity in people at all. Like something ruptures when you hit twelve, or thirteen, or whatever the age is when you're no longer a kid but a 'young adult', and after that you're a totally different person. Maybe even a less happy person. Maybe even a worse one.","author":"Lauren Oliver","tags":["before-i-fall","inspirational","lauren-oliver","life","people","teenage","young","youth"],"id":8363,"author_id":"Lauren+Oliver"},{"text":"Recently I've been having the fantasy more and more' the one where Tack and I run away, disappear under the wide-open sky into the forest with leaves like green hands, welcoming us. In my fantasy, the more we walk, the cleaner we get, like the woods are rubbing away the past few years, all the blood and the fighting and the scars - sloughing off the bad memories and the false starts, leaving us shiny and new, like dolls just taken out of the package.And in this fantasy, my fantasy life, we find a stone cottage hidden deep in the forest, untouched, fitted with beds and rugs and plates and everything we need to live - like the owners just picked up and walked away, or like the house had been built for us and was just waiting all this time.We fish the stream and hunt the woods in the summer. We grow potatoes and peppers and tomatoes big as pumpkins. In the winter we stay inside by the fire while snow falls around us like a blanket, stilling the world, cocooning it in sleep.","author":"Lauren Oliver","tags":["dreams"],"id":14333,"author_id":"Lauren+Oliver"},{"text":"He 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.","author":"Lauren Oliver","tags":["beauty","dystopian-fiction","love","teen-fiction"],"id":15437,"author_id":"Lauren+Oliver"},{"text":"Live free or die.","author":"Lauren Oliver","tags":["death","freedom","life"],"id":16067,"author_id":"Lauren+Oliver"},{"text":"Take down the walls.","author":"Lauren Oliver","tags":["courage","inspirational","lena-holoway","requiem","strength"],"id":16292,"author_id":"Lauren+Oliver"},{"text":"It's the rule of the wilds. You must be bigger, and stronger, and tougher. A coldness radiates through me, a solid wall that is growing, piece by piece, in my chest. He doesn't love me.He never loved me.It was all a lie.'The old Lena is dead.' I say, and then push past him. Each step is more difficult than the last; the heaviness fills me and turns my limbs to stone.You must hurt or be hurt.","author":"Lauren Oliver","tags":["alex","lena","lies","love","requiem"],"id":18616,"author_id":"Lauren+Oliver"},{"text":"(I)f you do not believe that hearts can bloom suddenly bigger, and that love can open like a flower out of even the hardest places, then I am afraid that for you the road will be long and brown and barren, and you will have trouble finding the. ","author":"Lauren Oliver","tags":["difficulty","love","magic","overcoming-adversity"],"id":20292,"author_id":"Lauren+Oliver"},{"text":"I feel as though I’m in a dream, where strange things are happening but they don’t feel strange. Everything is cloudy—everything is wrapped in a fog—and I’m filled from head to toe with the single, burning desire to get closer to the music, to hear the music better, for the music to go on and on and on.","author":"Lauren Oliver","tags":["cloudy","delirium-trilogy","hana-tate","lena-haloway","music"],"id":20697,"author_id":"Lauren+Oliver"}],"pagination":{"page":1,"page_size":10,"total":255,"pages":26,"next":"?page=2\u0026page_size=10"}}