What did Lauren Oliver mean by: You can’t be happy unless you’re unhappy sometimes”. - Lauren Oliver Author Copy
+ He is my world and my world is him and without him there is no world. Feraz Zeid, January 13, 2024January 13, 2024, Lauren Oliver, Delirium, 0 - Lauren Oliver Author
+ Amor deliria nervosa isn’t a disease of love. It’s a disease of selfishness. Feraz Zeid, January 13, 2024January 13, 2024, Lauren Oliver, Disease, Selfish, 0 - Lauren Oliver Author
+ His secret name, which belongs to me, and to him, and to no one else. Feraz Zeid, January 13, 2024January 13, 2024, Lauren Oliver, Secret, 0 - Lauren Oliver Author
+ So many things become beautiful when you really look. Feraz Zeid, November 10, 2022January 10, 2024, Lauren Oliver, Beauty, 0 - Lauren Oliver Author
+ That’s what you do for family. Anything. Feraz Zeid, July 5, 2023December 12, 2023, Lauren Oliver, God, 0 - Lauren Oliver Author
+ I’m starved for different light, a different sun,different sky. Feraz Zeid, January 13, 2024January 13, 2024, Lauren Oliver, Different, Light, Sky, 0 - Lauren Oliver Author
+ If singing were a feeling it would be this, this light, this lifting, like laughing. Feraz Zeid, January 14, 2024January 14, 2024, Lauren Oliver, Feelings, Laughing, Light, 0 - Lauren Oliver Author
+ There are some losses we never get over. Feraz Zeid, August 6, 2023December 12, 2023, Lauren Oliver, Get Over, Loss, 0 - Lauren Oliver Author
Don’t wait to be happy to laugh… You may die and never have laughed. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
We should laugh before being happy, for fear of dying without having laughed. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
Sadness flies on the wings of the morning, and out of the heart of darkness comes the light. - Jean Giraudoux Playwright · France
At the height of laughter, the universe is flung into a kaleidoscope of new possibilities. - Jean Houston Scholar
What makes old age so sad is, not that our joys, but that our hopes then cease. - Jean Paul Writer · Germany
Joy descends gently upon us like the evening dew, and does not patter down like a hailstorm. - Jean Paul Writer · Germany
