I feel the monster of grief again, writhing in the empty space where my heart and stomach used to be.
VERONICA ROTHMom used to say that politeness is deception in pretty packaging
More Veronica Roth Quotes
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Since I was young, I have always known this: Life damages us, every one. We can’t escape that damage. But now, I am also learning this: We can be mended. We mend each other.
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People, I have discovered, are layers and layers of secrets.
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Because even a sliver of distance between us is infuriating.
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One choice can transform you. One choice can destroy you. Once choice will define you.
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Not writing is as important as writing – go out into the world and remember how interesting it, and the people in it, are.
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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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To find that place between what I want and what I think is wise.
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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 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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I feel bare. I didn’t realize I wore my secrets as armor until they were gone and now everyone sees me as I really am.
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No matter how long you train someone to be brave, you never know if they are or not until something real happens.
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I am terrified and I don’t even know of what, because I have lost everything already.
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My mother once told me that we can’t survive alone,but even if we could, we wouldn’t want to. Without a faction, we have no purpose and no reason to live.
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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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We kiss again and this time, it feels familiar.
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