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.
VERONICA ROTHI don’t want to stop you. I want you to stop yourself.
More Veronica Roth Quotes
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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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If I let a little of the emotion out, all of it will come out, and it will never end.
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Ingenuity requires creativity.
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The fire, the fire. It rages within, a campfire and then an inferno, and my body is its fuel.
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Nature is neutral. Nature doesn’t care how much money a person makes.
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Sometimes crying or laughing are the only options left, and laughing feels better right now.
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At home I used to spend calm, pleasant nights with my family.
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I traded cowardice for cruelty; I traded weakness for ferocity.
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We can’t be confined to one way of thinking, and that terrifies our leaders. It means we can’t be controlled. And it means that no matter what they do, we will always cause trouble for them.
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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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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 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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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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It doesn’t prove anything except that you’re bullying us. Which, as I recall, is a sign of cowardice.
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I know exactly how we fit together, his arm around my waist, my hands on his chest, the pressure of his lips on mine. We have each other memorized.
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