The fire, the fire. It rages within, a campfire and then an inferno, and my body is its fuel.
VERONICA ROTHKnowledge is power. Power to do evil…or power to do good. Power itself is not evil. So knowledge itself is not evil.
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I think you’re still the only person sharp enough to sharpen someone like me.
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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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Resisting is worth doing.
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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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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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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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I have never been carried around by a large boy, or laughed until my stomach hurt at the dinner table, or listened to the clamor of a hundred people all talking at once. Peace is restrained; this is free.
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Reading is such a huge part of my life.
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Looking him in the eye is a challenge. It’s my choice.
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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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Tris.” I keep staring. “Tris.” I finally look at him. “I just don’t want to lose you.
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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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You don’t believe things because they make your life better, you believe them because they’re true.
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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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I feel the monster of grief again, writhing in the empty space where my heart and stomach used to be.
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