You won,” Four mutters. “Stop.” I wipe the sweat from my forehead. He stares at me. His eyes are too wide; they look alarmed.
VERONICA ROTHMy mother told me once that we can’t survive alone, but even if we could, we wouldn’t want to.
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Sometimes it involves giving up everything you have ever known, or everyone you have ever loved for the sake of something greater.
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I traded cowardice for cruelty; I traded weakness for ferocity.
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I feel like what I have become is halfway between my mother and my father, violent and impulsive and desperate and afraid. I feel like I have lost control of what I have become.
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The fire, the fire. It rages within, a campfire and then an inferno, and my body is its fuel.
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Knowledge is power. Power to do evil…or power to do good. Power itself is not evil. So knowledge itself is not evil.
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My name is Four,” I say. “Call me ‘Stiff’ again and you and I will have a problem.
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I’ve done without doing things, like sleeping and eating, but I need to write.
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There is always somthing to learn, always somthing that is important to understand
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It reminds me why I chose Dauntless in the first place: not because they are perfect, but because they are alive. Because they are free.
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We both have war inside us. Sometimes it keeps us alive. Sometimes it threatens to destroy us.
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A smile tugs at the corner of his mouth. Even closer, so we would be breathng the same air- if I could remember to breathe. ‘No, Tris,’ he says. A more serious look replaces his smile as he adds, ‘You look tough as nails.
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Sometimes all I want is to be a few inches taller so the world does not look like a dense collection of torsos.
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Sometimes, the best way to help someone is just to be near them.
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If I let a little of the emotion out, all of it will come out, and it will never end.
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My mother knit scarves for the neighborhood kids. My father helped Caleb with his homework. There was a fire in the fireplace and peace in my heart, as I was doing exactly what I was supposed to be doing, and everything was quiet.
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