“If someone offers you an opportunity to get closer to your enemy, you always take it. I know that without having learned… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
“One Choice, Breaks free of his past One Choice, Embraces his future One Choice, Exposes the dangers One Choice, Changes him- forever… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
“Christina and I don't speak, but I know our thoughts are the same, fixed on Uriah, on his last breaths.” — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
“Did you just make a joke, Tris? We should have you on painkillers more often if your going to start cracking jokes.” — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
“They'll care for each other, she says. That's what people do. I smile and close my eyes.” — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
“I feel uneasy. It's not often that you encounter the real person behind a good-natured mask, the darkest parts of someone. It's… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
“I laugh, and it’s laughter, not light, that casts out the darkness building within me, that reminds me I am still alive,… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
“A weight settles on my shoulders. I knew, of course, that Uriah might never wake up. But the hope that kept the… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
“How many different kinds of ruin do you have to see, before you resign yourself to calling it all 'ruin'?” — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
“The steps were crowded with bodies then. Now they are clean and cool, like nothing ever happened here.” — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
“The minutes I had left with him fall away like dead leaves pulled from branches.” — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
“It’s getting more difficult to be wise,” he says, laughing into my ear. I smile at him. “I think that’s how it’s… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
“Doing a little at once can fix something, eventually, but i feel like when you believe something is truly a problem, you… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
“Officially, of course, we're all to be treated the same, yes? But that is rarely put into practice.” — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
“His arms slip around me and hold me tight, lifting me onto the tips of my toes. I bury my face in… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
