“The night air slips into my lungs, and I feel like it is one of my first breaths.” — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
I figured I would shoot the bullets out of my nostrils, so I left [the gun] upstairs. — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
Not like Tobias, who is almost shy when he smiles, like he is surprised you bothered to look at him in the… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
You know, there's a word for big, strong men who attack women, and it's coward. — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
She must love me, to worry about me. She must still be capable of love. — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
How have I never realized before that for all the strong, kind parts of him, there are also hurting, broken parts? — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
I understand why she did all those things, but that doesn't mean we aren't still broken. — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
“He wraps his arms around me and holds me tight for a few seconds. His breaths tickle my ear, and I close… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
I mean, first, almost all writers these days teach because they don't make enough money publishing to live on, to support themselves… — Chad Harbach Copy Share Image
I guess I always knew there was something wrong with me, but I thought it was because of my father, or my… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
I feel his heartbeat against my cheek,as fast as my own. "Are you afraid of me, too, Tobias?" "Terrified," he replies with… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
I'll be your family now," he says. "I love you," I say. (…) He stares at me. I wait with my hands… — 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
Tobias asked. "Weird? Weird?" Marco crowed. "The talking bird wants to know if getting information on the location of an alien from… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
A breeze blows through the alley, pushing me to one side, and I think of scaling the Ferris wheel with Tobias. He… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
That became my aesthetic - a very Chekhovian, American realist aesthetic in the tradition of Raymond Carver, Richard Ford, and Tobias Wolff.… — Jess Row Copy Share Image
“... how often is it possible to see the big picture, really?" Rachel said. "Things happen fast. You just have to make… — K. A. Applegate Copy Share Image
Can I ask why you’re throwing knives at cheese?’ ‘Caleb came by to discuss something,’ Tobias says, leaning his head against the… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
What do--" Tobias's voice. Tobias! "Oh my God. Oh--" "Spare me your blubbering, okay? Peter says. "She's not dead; she's just paralyzed.… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
“Elfangor laughed in my mind. "Victory without sacrifice? You know better than that." "You don't have to give up your principles to… — K. A. Applegate Copy Share Image
THE SERUM WEARS off five hours later, when the sun is just beginning to set. Tobias shut me in my room for… — 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
If we stay together, I'll have to forgive you over and over again, and if you're still in this, you'll have to… — 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
Too bad you didn't just take Max up on his offer, Four. Well, too bad for you, anyway," says Eric quietly as… — 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
“I just wanted to thank you," he says, his voice low. "A group of scientists told you that my genes were damaged,… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
“You could just do the work, you know,' I say. 'You could make better decisions, make a better life.' 'Yeah, I could,'… — 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
“Simulation Tobias kisses my neck. I try to think. I have to face the fear. I have to take control of the… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image