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
He doesn’t scowl, but his mouth is so tense that I know he’s angry with me. 'Don’t be an idiot,' he says.… — 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
I love Tris the Divergent, who makes decisions apart from faction loyalty, who isn’t some faction archetype. But the Tris who’s trying… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
I touch her cheek to slow the kiss down, holding her mouth on mine so I can feel every place where our… — 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
I think he came to die with me," I say. I clamp my hand over my mouth to stifle a sob. If… — 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
I love Tris the Divergent, who makes decisions apart from faction loyalty, who isn’t some faction archetype. But the Tris who’s trying… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
You've never had a hamburger before?" asks Christine, her eyes wide. "No," I say. "Is that what it's called?" "Stiffs eat plain… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
Then Drew shuffles into the dining hall. I drop my toast, and my mouth drifts open. Calling him “bruised” would be an… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
So now we all know," says Four, quietly, "that you are afraid of a short, skinny girl from Abnegation." His mouth curls… — 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
Drink this," she says. "What is it?" my throat feels swollen. I swallow hard. "What's going to happen?" "Can't tell you that.… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
Do I look like I’ve been crying?’ I say. ‘Hmm.’ He leans in close, narrowing his eyes like he’s inspecting my face.… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
Four flips the gun in this hand, presses the barrel to Peter's forehead, and clicks a bullet into place. Peter freezes with… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
Are you conceding?' he says, his mouth falling open with mock surprise. 'Seems like that serum did you some good after all...'… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
Uriah looked better than he did an hour ago--he washed the blood from his mouth, and some of the color returned to… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
Why did you do it?" I say. "You want me dead. You were willing to do it yourself! What changed?" He presses… — 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
