I gasp, pressing both palms to my chest. Now the monstrous thing has its claws around my throat, squeezing my airway. I twist and put my head between my knees, breathing until the strangled feeling leaves me.
VERONICA ROTHIt reminds me why I chose Dauntless in the first place: not because they are perfect, but because they are alive. Because they are free.
More Veronica Roth Quotes
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Change, like healing, takes time.
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Sometimes all I want is to be a few inches taller so the world does not look like a dense collection of torsos.
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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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Then I realize what it is. It’s him. Something about him makes me feel like I am about to fall. Or turn to liquid. Or burst into flames.
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You won,” Four mutters. “Stop.” I wipe the sweat from my forehead. He stares at me. His eyes are too wide; they look alarmed.
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I wonder if fears ever really go away, or if they just lose their power over us.
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I suppose that now would be the time to ask for forgiveness for all the things I’ve done, but I’m sure my list would never be complete.
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That’s what love does. When it’s right, it makes you more than you were, more than you thought you could be.
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I 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.
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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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There is a difference between admitting and confessing. Admitting involves softening, making excuses for things that cannot be excused; confessing just names the crimes at its full severity.
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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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It’s strange how time can make a place shrink, make its strangeness ordinary.
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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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If I let a little of the emotion out, all of it will come out, and it will never end.
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