Courageous? Courageous would have been admitting weakness and leaving Dauntless, no matter what shame accompanied it. Pride is what killed Al, and… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
Without thinking, I grab Al's arm and squeeze it as tightly as I can. I just need something to hold on to.… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
Al walks in, and I don't even have to ask him to help me, he just walks over and strips bedding with… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
I pause a second. He doesn't look at me the way Will, Christina, and Al sometimes do - like I am too… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
Pride is what killed Al, and it is the flaw in every Dauntless heart. It is in mine. — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
And don't pay attention to Christina. Your face doesn't look that bad." He smiles a little. "I mean, it looks good. It… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
Eric called Al's suicide brave, and he was wrong. My mother's death was brave. I remember how calm she was, how determined.… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
How strange that something so simple could have been instrumental in my decision to ruin one of my most relationships and friendships, and damage… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
“I was beginning to feel that I had finally found a place to stay, a place that was not so unstable or corrupt or… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
“He acts so tough that he’s probably afraid of marshmallows and really bright sunrises or something. Overcompensating.” — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
You always look like someone's sucked the life right out of you when something fascinates you. -Tris — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
Don’t worry about me handling the pain," I say. "I’ve had a lot of practice. — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
Soon I will honor my parents by dying as they died. and if all they believed about death was true, soon I will join… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
“Mas lembre-se, já agora, que por vezes as pessoas que oprimimos tornam-se mais poderosas do que nós gostaríamos.” — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
“am aware of how little space there is between us—six inches at most. That space feels charged with electricity. I feel like it should… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
“Oh, good,” I say, a sour taste in my mouth. “Heroism is what I was focused on. Not, you know, trying not to die.” — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
“Caleb frowns at him. "How old are you, anyway?" "Eighteen." "And you don't think you're too old to be with my little sister?" Tobias… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
