I feel the monster of grief again, writhing in the empty space where my heart and stomach used to be.
VERONICA ROTHMy 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 mother once told me that we can’t survive alone,but even if we could, we wouldn’t want to. Without a faction, we have no purpose and no reason to live.
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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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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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I feel it racing through me, eating away at the weight. There is nothing that can kill me now; I am powerful and invincible and eternal.
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Sometimes, all it takes to save people from a terrible fate is one person willing to do something about it. Even if that “something” is a fake bathroom break.
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I’ve done without doing things, like sleeping and eating, but I need to write.
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I also don’t believe that whatever comes after life depends on my correctly reciting a list of my transgressions…I don’t believe that what comes after depends on anything I do at all.
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Do I look like I’ve been crying?’ I say. ‘Hmm.’ He leans in close, narrowing his eyes like he’s inspecting my face.
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A brave man acknowledges the strength of others.
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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 don’t want to stop you. I want you to stop yourself.
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All I can do is stand still- I feel like if I just stand still, I can stop it from being true, I can pretend that everything is all right.
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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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Shh,” 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.
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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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