All I can do is stand still- I feel like if I just stand still, I can stop it from being true, I can pretend that everything is all right.
VERONICA ROTHThe truth has a way of changing people’s plans.
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It doesn’t prove anything except that you’re bullying us. Which, as I recall, is a sign of cowardice.
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I feel like myself, strong and weak at once – allowed, at least for a little while, to be both.
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I’ll say it one last time: Be brave.
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Human reason can excuse any evil; that is why it’s so important that we don’t rely on it.
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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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One choice can transform you. One choice can destroy you. Once choice will define you.
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I feel it racing through me, eating away at the weight. There is nothing that can kill me now; I am powerful and invincible and eternal.
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We believe in shouting for those who can only whisper, in defending those who cannot defend themselves.
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Looking him in the eye is a challenge. It’s my choice.
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Shh,” I say. “Arms around me.” Obediently, he slips both arms around my waist. I smile at the wall. I am not enjoying this. I am not, not even a little bit, no.
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Without a faction we have no purpose and no reason to live.
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You believe you know them, that you understand them, but their motives are always hidden from you, buried in their own hearts. You will never know them, but sometimes you decide to trust them.
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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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But when a book comes out, it’s just hundreds of opinions and you have to learn to separate out the ones you want to listen to or figure out many you want to listen to.
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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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