There is always somthing to learn, always somthing that is important to understand
VERONICA ROTHI know that change is difficult, and comes slowly, and that it is the work of many days strung together in a long line until the origin of them is forgotten.
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I wonder if fears ever really go away, or if they just lose their power over us.
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Do I look like I’ve been crying?’ I say. ‘Hmm.’ He leans in close, narrowing his eyes like he’s inspecting my face.
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Ingenuity requires creativity.
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I didn’t know that idiocy caused people to just start spontaneously bleeding from the nose.
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Change, like healing, takes time.
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I feel the monster of grief again, writhing in the empty space where my heart and stomach used to be.
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I’m sick of doing bad things and liking it and then wondering what’s wrong with me. I want it to be over. I want to start again.
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He stares at me, and I don’t look away. He isn’t a dog, but the same rules apply. Looking away is submissive.
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There are so many ways to be brave in this world.
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I can’t answer either question. But the look she gives me reminds me of the look in the attack dog’s eyes in the aptitude test – a vicious, predatory stare. She wants to rip me to pieces. I can’t lie down in submission now. I have become an attack dog too.
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Tris.” I keep staring. “Tris.” I finally look at him. “I just don’t want to lose you.
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I have never been carried around by a large boy, or laughed until my stomach hurt at the dinner table, or listened to the clamor of a hundred people all talking at once. Peace is restrained; this is free.
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I watch her blond head until it disappears around the bend, and I feel bare, like there’s nothing left to protect me against pain. Her absence stings worst of all.
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Pride is what killed Al, and it is the flaw in every Dauntless heart. It is in mine.
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It reminds me that no embrace will ever feel the same again, because no one will ever be like her again, because she’s gone. She’s gone, and crying feels so useless, so stupid, but it’s all I can do.
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