“His hands shift to my shoulders, and his fingers brush over the edge of my bandage. He pulls back with a puckered… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
I am wearing a gray shirt, blue jeans, black shoes--new clothes, but beneath them, my Dauntless tattoos. It is impossible to erase… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
But I understand now what Tori said about her tattoo representing a fear she overcame-a reminder of where she was, as well… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
Every tattoo I got with them is a mark of their friendship, and almost every time I have laughed in this dark… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
I see a kind of thirst in her expression, the same one I saw when she told me about her brother in… — 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
