We both have war inside us. Sometimes it keeps us alive. Sometimes it threatens to destroy us.
VERONICA ROTH…there is power in self-sacrifice.
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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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People, I have discovered, are layers and layers of secrets.
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My mother told me once that we can’t survive alone, but even if we could, we wouldn’t want to.
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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 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 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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Because even a sliver of distance between us is infuriating.
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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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I’m sick of doing bad things and liking it and then wondering what’s wrong with me. I want it to be over. I want to start again.
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I have never been carried around by a large boy, or laughed until my stomach hurt at the dinner table, or listened to the clamor of a hundred people all talking at once. Peace is restrained; this is free.
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“Oh, you know,” I say. “Sun shining. Birds chirping.” She raises an eyebrow at me, as if reminding me that we are in an underground tunnel.
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There are so many ways to be brave in this world.
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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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It isn’t right to wish pain on other people just because they hurt me first.
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I feel the monster of grief again, writhing in the empty space where my heart and stomach used to be.
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