Lauren DeStefano is an American young adult author. She is best known for the Chemical Garden series of novels and her gallows humor.
Ah, love. That’s what the world has lost. There’s no more love, only the illusion of it.
It is the face of a girl who has seen the world, who realizes that it hates her, and who hates it in return.
Everyone should remember being born. It doesn't seem fair that we only remember dying.
Vaughn is talking about the heat, and his voice is so excited that it breaks into whispers at times. He loves his madness the way a bird loves the sky.
Things will get worse before they get better.
I'm suddenly finding it hard to know the difference between nightmares and consciousness.
Real’ is a dirty word in this place.
And everywhere girls, tumbling from trees like orange blossoms and hitting the earth with sickening thuds. They crack open.
who once had dreams of saving the world, now laughs at anyone who tries.
There’s a limit to how much living can be done in a life without freedom.
I don’t have too many books, I have too little shelving.
It was my fifth grade teacher who introduced the idea that writing could be more than a hobby for me.
Love is not enough to keep any of us alive.
For males twenty-five is the fatal age. For women it's twenty. We are all dropping like flies.
So how long do you think it’ll be?” he says. “Before the next hurricane comes along to take you home. ” “Can I tell you my biggest fear?” I say. “Yes. Tell me. ” “That it will be a very windless four years.
Living in a place like this, she must have learned how to see all the monsters that can hide a person.
I was born into a world that was already dying; I belong to it.
Gabriel's voice can reach me anywhere. Even in a hurricane.
I can hear my brother's voice in my head. Your problem is that you're too emotional. But how can I not be emotional, Rowan? How can I not care?
His three wives are huddled together on the bare mattress, one of them dying; when we're together, we form an alliance he can't touch. He's scared to even try.