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.
VERONICA ROTHIt isn’t right to wish pain on other people just because they hurt me first.
More Veronica Roth Quotes
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Grief is not as heavy as guilt, but it takes more away from you.
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At home I used to spend calm, pleasant nights with my family.
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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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Pride is what killed Al, and it is the flaw in every Dauntless heart. It is in mine.
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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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It reminds me that no embrace will ever feel the same again, because no one will ever be like her again, because she’s gone. She’s gone, and crying feels so useless, so stupid, but it’s all I can do.
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Being honest doesn’t mean you say whatever you want, wherever you want. It means that what you choose to say is true.
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How have I never realized before that for all the strong, kind parts of him, there are also hurting, broken parts?
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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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What is it with you today?” says Christina on the way to breakfast. Her eyes are still swollen from sleep and her tangled hair forms a fuzzy halo around her face.
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Maybe there’s more we all could have done, but we just have to let the guilt remind us to do better next time.
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I feel like what I have become is halfway between my mother and my father, violent and impulsive and desperate and afraid. I feel like I have lost control of what I have become.
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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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In ‘Insurgent’ we realise how large the world really is
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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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