Quotes from Lauren Oliver

I have a beautiful pair of Giuseppe Zanotti black pumps that make me feel like a model every time I put them on. I have a pair of Jimmy Choo flats I would marry, if I could.

Fear. Blame. Don't forget. Mom. I love you. -Lauren Oliver, Delerium

But this isn't like anything I've ever seen, or imagined, or even dreamed: This is like music or dancing but better than both.

How can someone have the power to shatter you to dust--and also to make you feel so whole?

I'm so tired after dinner I fall asleep with my clothes on, almost as soon as my head hits the pillow, and so I forget to ask God, in my prayers, to keep me from waking up.

Unhappiness is bondage; therefore, happiness is freedom.

Dystopian novels help people process their fears about what the future might look like; further, they usually show that there is always hope, even in the bleakest future.

There were days I asked for it-prayed for it when I went to sleep. The belief that I would see you again, that I could find you-the hope for it-was the only thing that kept me going.

Amazing how hope lives. Without air or water, with hardly anything at all to nurture it.

Here's another thing to remember: hope keeps you alive. Even when you're dead, it's the only thing that keeps you alive.

I suppose that's the secret. If you're ever wishing for things to go back to the way they were, you just have to look up.

I feel a lot of adult fiction looks down on plot as a lesser form of literature.

Welcome to the free world. We give people the power to choose. They can even choose the wrong thing. Beautiful, isn't it?

Mama, Mama, put me to bed I won't make it home, I'm already half-dead I met an Invalid, and fell for his art He showed me his smile, and went straight for my heart.

You have to go forward: It's the only way. You have to go forward no matter what happens. This is the universal law.

My parents were pretty liberal, but they were still parents. I definitely had my teenage rebellion.

Is it possible to tell the truth in a society of lies? Or must you always, of necessity, become a liar?

The memories seem like snapshots from someone else's life.

Finishing books - and leaving the world you've created - is always a kind of emotionally wrenching experience. I usually cry.

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.

I try to write characters that are as real, emotionally and psychologically, as I can make them; I feel the same way about setting. This often means that I'm drawing from my experiences and observations.

I worked in publishing before I became an author, so I knew how a book gets made.

I think I'm able to do so much because writing is what I love to do. So, often when I have free time, I choose to write and edit.

Fourth period I have "life skills", which is what they call gym when you're old enough to be offended by forced physical activity (Elody thinks they should call it slavery instead, for accuracy).