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Veronica Roth Inspirational Quotes (682)

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I shift from one foot to the other, trying to get a good look at him. When I finally do, I look away. His eyes were already on me, probably drawn by my nervous movement.
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Oh. I just assumed... That because I am so absorbed by him everyone must be too.
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I would be shocked by the lack of security if we were not at Amity headquarters. They often straddle the line between trust and stupidity.
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Well, technology is supposed to make life better, she says. No matter what you believe, there's a technology out there for you.
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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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But I will find new habits, new thoughts, new rules. I will become something else.
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Sometimes crying or laughing are the only options left, and laughing feels better right now.
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Peter leans forward and looks into my eyes. The serum will go into effect in one minute, he says. Be brave, Tris. My heart begins to race. Why would Peter tell me to be brave? Why would he offer any kind words at all?
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I am wearing a gray shirt, blue jeans, black shoes--new clothes, but beneath them, my Dauntless tattoos. It is impossible to erase my choices. Especially these.
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This is bizarre, I say. I think it's beautiful, he says. I give him a look. What? He laughs a little. They each have an equal role in government they each feel equally responsible. And it makes them care it makes them kind. I think that's beautiful.
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You know what Abnegation used to say about pride?' 'Something unfavorable,I assume.' I laugh.' Obviously. They said it blinds people to the truth of what they are.
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Peter would probably throw a party if I stopped breathing.' 'Well,' he says, 'I would only go if there was cake.
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Don't pretend, I say Breathily. You know I'm not. I'm not ugly, but I am certainly not pretty. Fine. You're not pretty. So? He kisses my cheek. I like how you look. You're deadly smart. You're brave.
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What did you do, memorize a map of the city for fun?” says Christina. “Yes,” says Will, looking puzzled. “Didn’t you?
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I laugh shakily. ‘You’re a little scary, Four.’ ‘Do me a favor,’ he says, ‘and don’t call me that.’ ‘What should I call you, then?’ ‘Nothing.’ He takes his hand from my face. ‘Yet.
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She believes that Tobias belongs to her now. She doesn't know the truth, that he belongs to himself.
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The floor is solid metal in some places and metal grating in others. Everything smells like rotting garbage and fire. Don't say I never took you anywhere nice, Peter says. Wouldn't dream of it, I say.
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For someone so small, you're heavy, Stiff, he mutters.
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Cruelty does not make a person dishonest, the same way bravery does not make a person kind.
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People tend to overestimate my character, I say quietly. They think that because I'm small, or a girl, or a Stiff, I can't possibly be cruel. But they're wrong.
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I confessed to Tobias, soon after that, that I had lost my entire family. And he assured me that he was my family now. -Tris Prior
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I stare at him. I feel my heartbeat everywhere, even in my toes. I feel like doing something bold, but I could just as easily walk away. I am not sure which option is smarter, or better. I am not sure that I care.
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I take a deep breath. I'm not sure where that swell of desperation came from, but know that I've acknowledge it, it's impossible to ignore, like a living thing has awakened from a long sleep inside me. It writhes in my stomach and throat. I need to leave. I need the truth.
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I feel a thread tugging me again, but this time I know that it isn’t some sinister force dragging me toward death. This time I know it’s my mother's hand, drawing me into her arms. And I go gladly into her embrace.
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