“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
“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
“Officially, of course, we're all to be treated the same, yes? But that is rarely put into practice.” — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
“I don't have the right word for how she looks, but even now, with parts of her face swollen and discolored, there's… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
Today you will choose your factions. Until this point you have followed your parents’ paths, your parents’ rules. Today you will find… — 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
