Are you asking me to undress, Tris?' A nervous laugh gurgles from my throat. 'Only ... partially — 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
He bends over to untie his shoes. “So, have you been ostracized from your little crowd of devotees?” “No,” I say automatically.… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
I should probably be afraid. But instead a hysterical laugh bubbles inside me, because I just remembered something: Maybe I can’t hold… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
Sometimes crying or laughing are the only options left, and laughing feels better right now. — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
They all laugh. We all laugh. And it occurs to me that I might be meeting Tobias's true faction. They are not… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
You promised you wouldn't tell her," she says, pointing at me. "What happened to protecting her?" "I changed my mind," I say.… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
I laugh, mirthless, a mad laugh. I savor the scowl on her face, the hate in her eyes. She was like a… — 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
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
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
Then his eyes focus on something over my shoulder, and he starts walking. I turn to see Uriah jogging from the elevator… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
You know what Abnegation used to say about pride?' 'Something unfavorable,I assume.' I laugh.' Obviously. They said it blinds people to the… — 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
I laugh shakily. ‘You’re a little scary, Four.’ ‘Do me a favor,’ he says, ‘and don’t call me that.’ ‘What should I… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
I wipe my face with my sleeve, laughing so hard my stomach hurts. If my entire life is like this, loud laughter… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
Tris," Tobias says, crouching next to me. His face is pale, almost yellow. There is too much I want to say. The… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
Is there any other way to Erudite headquarters?" I say. "Not that I now of," says Cara. "Unless you want to jump… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
I hear footsteps and Four's hands wrap around my wrists. I let him pry my hands from my eyes. He encloses one… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
He smiles in my memory. A curled lip. Straight teeth. Light in his eyes. Laughing, teasing, more alive in memory than I… — 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
