I settle into their pace. The uniform pounding of feet in my ears and the homogeneity of the people around me makes… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
Okay. Then...I can talk. Ask me something." "Okay." He laughs shakily in my ear. "Why is your heart racing Tris?" I cringe… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
I can't force you. I can't make you want to survive this." He pulls me against him and runs his hand over… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
I’d ask you to hang out with us, but you’re not supposed to see me this way.’… ‘What way?’ I ask. ‘Drunk?’… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
I have something I need to tell you," he says. I run my fingers along the tendons in his hands and look… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
Before we sit down, he puts his mouth next to my ear and says, “I like your hair that way. — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
He slides his hand over my cheek, one finger anchored behind my ear. Then he tilts his head down and kisses me,… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
My body rises with the water. Instead of kicking my feet to stay abreast of it, I push all the air from… — 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
