I think you’re still the only person sharp enough to sharpen someone like me.
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More Veronica Roth Quotes
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Mom used to say that politeness is deception in pretty packaging
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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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In ‘Insurgent’ we realise how large the world really is
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Do remember, though, that sometimes the people you oppress become mightier than you would like.
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My mother knit scarves for the neighborhood kids. My father helped Caleb with his homework. There was a fire in the fireplace and peace in my heart, as I was doing exactly what I was supposed to be doing, and everything was quiet.
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I think they’re going to force us to eat lots of cake and then take an unreasonably long nap.
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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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A brave man acknowledges the strength of others.
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Sometimes it involves giving up everything you have ever known, or everyone you have ever loved for the sake of something greater.
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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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Grief is not as heavy as guilt, but it takes more away from you.
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But now, I am also learning this: we can be mended. We mend each other.
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I want people to come away from my book with questions. Questions about virtue and goodness. Not answers.
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We kiss again and this time, it feels familiar.
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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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