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
“It’s getting more difficult to be wise,” he says, laughing into my ear. I smile at him. “I think that’s how it’s… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
You’re too important to just … die.” He shakes his head. He won’t even look at me—his eyes keep shifting across my… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
He holds my face in both hands and kisses me back. I press into the distance between us until it is gone,… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
I read somewhere, one, that crying defies scientific explanation. Tears are only meant to lubricate the eyes. There is no real reason… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
What did you do?” I mumble. He is just a few feet away from me now, but not close enough to hear… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
“You think my first instinct is to protect you because you are small or a girl or a stiff, but you are… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
Maybe time would not feel as heavy if I didn't have this guilt -- the guilt of knowing the truth and stuffing… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
You were afraid of shooting people?" "No," I say. "I was afraid of my considerable capacity to kill." How many young men… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
And oh, god, how could so much regret and so much sweetness and so much sadness all be present in that single… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
I hold the gun out from my body, my arms straight, just as Four taught me, when that was his only name.… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
“Behind her, the door to the stairwell opens, and Tobias steps out with Marcus and Caleb behind him, almost unnoticed. Almost, except… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
