I’ll say it one last time: Be brave.
VERONICA ROTHI’ll say it one last time: Be brave.
VERONICA ROTHIt’s strange how time can make a place shrink, make its strangeness ordinary.
VERONICA ROTHLies require commitment.
VERONICA ROTHTo 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.
VERONICA ROTHWe are not people who touch each other carelessly; every point of contact between us feels important, a rush of energy and relief.
VERONICA ROTHBut 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.
VERONICA ROTHI’ve done without doing things, like sleeping and eating, but I need to write.
VERONICA ROTHShh,” 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.
VERONICA ROTHTris.” I keep staring. “Tris.” I finally look at him. “I just don’t want to lose you.
VERONICA ROTHI 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.
VERONICA ROTHWe both have war inside us. Sometimes it keeps us alive. Sometimes it threatens to destroy us.
VERONICA ROTHI feel the monster of grief again, writhing in the empty space where my heart and stomach used to be.
VERONICA ROTHA 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.
VERONICA ROTHDesperation can make a person do surprising things.
VERONICA ROTHI think they’re going to force us to eat lots of cake and then take an unreasonably long nap.
VERONICA ROTHI didn’t know that idiocy caused people to just start spontaneously bleeding from the nose.
VERONICA ROTH