It’s so strange how life works: You want something and you wait and wait and feel like it’s taking forever to come. Then it happens and it’s over and all you want to do is curl back up in that moment before things changed.
—  Lauren Oliver, Delirium
Sometimes I feel as though there are two me’s, one coating directly on top of the other: the superficial me, who nods when he’s supposed to nod and says what he’s supposed to say, and some other, deeper part, the part that worries and dreams… Most of the time they move along in sync and I hardly notice the split, but sometimes it feels as though I’m two whole different people and I could rip apart at any second.
—  Lauren Oliver, Delirium
Nadie puede decirnos que no. Nadie puede detenernos. Nos hemos elegido el uno al otro y el resto del mundo se puede ir a la mierda.
—  Lena, Delirium

So I was in macDonald taking my breakfast before work when a random guy kept looking at me. I was so concentrated in finish the third tome of Lauren Oliver’s Novel that I didn’t notice that he was staring at me the whole time.
I went to the bathroom and when I came back, he was gone and this note was in my novel.