It's Not sacrifice if it's someone else's life you're giving away, it's just evil. — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
“It's for giving something back to me, something I lost before I was able to really have it.” — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
An artist gives. Gives visually, gives through courses, or with free advice, through generosity of spirit and through a need to share. — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
My problem might be that even if I did go home, I wouldn’t belong there, among people who give without thinking and… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
My father says that those who want power and get it live in terror of losing it. That's why we have to… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
The reason the factions were evil is because there was no way out of them. They gave us the illusion of choice… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
I belong to the people I love, and they belong to me--they, and the love and loyaty I give them, form my… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
I used to think about giving my life up for things, but I didn't understand what 'giving your life' really was until… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
I have to admit that Christina is good—though I don’t like giving credit to Candor smart-mouths—and so is Peter—though I don’t like… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
There are so many ways to be brave in this world. Sometimes it involves giving up everything you have ever known, or… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
You think giving you a hug would give away too much?" he says. "You know," I say. "I really don't care." I… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
It would be stupid to confide your entire plan to one person. It’s infinitely smarter to give little pieces of it to… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
The division is based on knowledge, based on qualifications - but as I learned from the factionless, a system that relies on… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
I can’t answer either question. But the look she gives me reminds me of the look in the attack dog’s eyes in… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
This is bizarre," I say. "I think it's beautiful," he says. I give him a look. "What?" He laughs a little. "They… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
I breathe in. The water will wash my wounds clean. I breathe out. My mother submerged me in water when I was… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
He gives me a conflicted look and touches his lips to my forehead, right between my eyebrows. I close my eyes. I… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
A sob racks my body again, and he wraps his arms around me so tightly I find it difficult to breathe, but… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
There are so many ways to be brave in this world. Sometimes bravery involves laying down your life for something bigger than… — 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
