I think they’re going to force us to eat lots of cake and then take an unreasonably long nap.
VERONICA ROTHKilling you is not the worst thing they can do to you,” I say. “Controlling you is.
More Veronica Roth Quotes
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I know exactly how we fit together, his arm around my waist, my hands on his chest, the pressure of his lips on mine. We have each other memorized.
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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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I’ll say it one last time: Be brave.
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To find that place between what I want and what I think is wise.
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It isn’t right to wish pain on other people just because they hurt me first.
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You don’t believe things because they make your life better, you believe them because they’re true.
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In ‘Insurgent’ we realise how large the world really is
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There is a difference between admitting and confessing. Admitting involves softening, making excuses for things that cannot be excused; confessing just names the crimes at its full severity.
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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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Then I realize what it is. It’s him. Something about him makes me feel like I am about to fall. Or turn to liquid. Or burst into flames.
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I 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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In order to have peace, we must first have trust.
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I also don’t believe that whatever comes after life depends on my correctly reciting a list of my transgressions…I don’t believe that what comes after depends on anything I do at all.
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To me, when someone wrongs you, you both share the burden of that wrongdoing—the pain of it weighs on both of you. Forgiveness, then, means choosing to bear the full weight all by yourself.
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I gasp, pressing both palms to my chest. Now the monstrous thing has its claws around my throat, squeezing my airway. I twist and put my head between my knees, breathing until the strangled feeling leaves me.
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