Tris.” I keep staring. “Tris.” I finally look at him. “I just don’t want to lose you.
VERONICA ROTHIt’s strange how a word, a phrase, a sentence, can feel like a blow to the head.
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We are not people who touch each other carelessly; every point of contact between us feels important, a rush of energy and relief.
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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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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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We kiss again and this time, it feels familiar.
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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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The truth is… you are hurting me. Not on purpose, I know that. But I love you and every second that you don´t love me back…it hurts.
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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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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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Sometimes, the best way to help someone is just to be near them.
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It’s strange how a word, a phrase, a sentence, can feel like a blow to the head.
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Ingenuity requires creativity.
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I keep finding myself stifled by the company of others and then crippled by loneliness when I leave them.
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His fingers slide into my hair, and I hold on to his arms to stay steady as we press together like two blades at a stalemate.
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I am a naturally curious person. -Tris
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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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