Got that gun?” Peter says to Tobias. “No,” says Tobias, “I figured I would shoot the bullets out of my nostrils, so… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
It is more important for you to be safe than right, for the time being. Understand? (...) But please, when you see… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
“It happened. It was awful. You aren't perfect. That's all there is. Don't confuse your grief with guilt." We stay in the… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
Can you tell me where to find Tobias'? I ask. When I imagine his face, affection for him bubbles up inside of… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
“The tiles in the Merciless Mart are always black and white, and here they are in a checkered pattern. If I unfocus… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
I keep finding myself stifled by the company of others and then crippled by loneliness when I leave them. I am terrified… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
In the days that follow, it's movement, not stillness, that helps to keep the grief at bay. — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
His eyes search the crowd until they find my face. My heartbeat lives in my throat; lives in my cheeks. "I still… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
That's why you like me!' I exclaim. 'Because you're not nice either! It makes so much more sense now.' 'Come on,' he… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
I have never had parents who set good examples, parents whose expectations were worth living up to, but she did. I can… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
My name is Tobias Eaton," Tobias says. "I don't think you want to push me off this train." The effect of the… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
People are supossed to aspire to become their fathers, not shudder at the thought. — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
“Christina and I don't speak, but I know our thoughts are the same, fixed on Uriah, on his last breaths.” — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
Now she looks pale and small, but her eyes make me think of wide- open skies that I have never actually seen,… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
We've all started to put down the virtues of the other factions in the process of bolstering our own. I don't want… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
“Did you just make a joke, Tris? We should have you on painkillers more often if your going to start cracking jokes.” — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
feel Tobias brushing my hair back before the first simulation. I hear him telling me to be brave. I hear my mother… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
She believes that Tobias belongs to her now. She doesn't know the truth, that he belongs to himself. — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
I do like to hit people-I like the explosion of power and energy, and the feeling that I am untouchable because 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
