100+ Veronica Roth Quotes | InspiringQuotes.us

Sometimes, the best way to help someone is just to be near them.

Topics: Love, Way, Helping, Divergent Series

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I love the Wikipedia link chain because it has led me into some strange articles. Wikipedia is one of my favorites.

Topics: Change, Healing, Tobias, Tobias Eaton

I feel acutely aware of how young I am. In a way that is good. It's productive. It makes me realise that I should be growing as a writer and a person.

Topics: Way, Growing, Young

In 'Insurgent' we realise how large the world really is

Topics: World, Realising, Insurgent

The official strategy is defensive pessimism, always.

Topics: Pessimism, Strategy

Maybe there's more we all could have done, but we just have to let the guilt remind us to do better next time.

Topics: Guilt, Done, Next, Feeling Guilty

I'm a fairly religious person, so I believe in some things that sound a little crazy I'm sure, depending on where you're standing. I believe in leaving room for things that you can't explain in the universe, and you don't have to be religious to leave room for those things.

Topics: Religious, Crazy, Believe

Sometimes crying or laughing are the only options left, and laughing feels better right now.

Topics: Laughter, Feel Better, Hard Times, Divergent Series

I try to leave some space in my mind for things to surprise me or change my mind, I think that's important.

Topics: Thinking, Space, Mind, Surprise Me

I keep finding myself stifled by the company of others and then crippled by loneliness when I leave them. I am terrified and I don't even know of what, because I have lost everything already.

Topics: Loneliness, Tobias, Finding Myself

Sometimes you just need to talk to someone who is detached from you. They just listen to what you tell them and you get to form the way that they see you, whereas everyone else in your life already thinks they know what you're dealing with or what you're going through. That's my recommendation for actual anxiety.

Topics: Thinking, Anxiety, Way

Do remember, though, that sometimes the people you oppress become mightier than you would like.

Topics: People, Remember, Sometimes, Insurgent

When you're a teenager, everything seems like the end of the world, and I don't think that's necessarily a silly thing. You're waking up and becoming aware that the world has problems and those problems affect you, whereas when you're young they don't seem to affect you that much even if you're aware of them. This dystopian trend picks up on that little part of your life where everything feels really extreme and it honors that part of your life and says, "Yeah. It is the end of the world. Look at it."

Topics: Teenager, Silly, Thinking, Dystopian, Silly Things

I have to face the fear. I have to take control of the situation and find a way to make it less frightening.

Topics: Fear, Inspiration, Way

I slowly realized that perfectionism just not that important. What's more important is to try to love the people around you. Whatever that means at a particular time is the best you can do.

Topics: Mean, People, Trying

If I let a little of the emotion out, all of it will come out, and it will never end.

Topics: Littles, Emotion, Ends

I don't want to try to live up to someone who's created something so incredible. I'm just trying to focus on what I'm doing and what I do best. It's sometimes hard to focus in and only think about my books rather than how they measure up to someone else's.

Topics: Book, Thinking, Focus

But when I do feel all the strength go out of me, and I fall to my knees beside the table and I think I cry, then, or at least I want to, and everything inside me screams for just one more kiss, one more word, one more glance, one more.

Topics: Fall, Kissing, Thinking

I don't really control the story. I just let it go where it wants to go. I have no idea what's going to happen in the end or who's going to live, so it's kind of like me saying, "I don't know, guys! Just wait." That's what I'm doing!

Topics: Ideas, Guy, Waiting, Just Let It Go

I didn't know that idiocy caused people to just start spontaneously bleeding from the nose.

Topics: People, Bleeding, Noses, Idiocy

I see love developing from friendship. Common ground is a strong basis for friendship. My husband is my best friend and we have a lot in common even though we're admittedly different people. I think it evolves from how I see relationships working. You know, the opposites attract thing happens all the time, but so does the best friends thing. It's just a great kind of relationship in fiction.

Topics: Strong, Husband, Thinking, Opposites Attract, Different Peoples

What's worse: to be idle while someone dies, or to be exiled and empty-handed?

Topics: Empty, Idle

Why do people want to pretend that death is sleep? It isn't. It isn't.

Topics: Sleep, People, Want

I think you're still the only person sharp enough to sharpen someone like me.

Topics: Thinking, Enough, Stills

I know that I'll be writing for young adults for a long time. Mostly because I just love the readers and the teachers and librarians that I interact with.

Topics: Teacher, Writing, Long

Human reason can excuse any evil; that is why it's so important that we don't rely on it.

source: - Veronica Roth (2013). “Divergent Trilogy”, p.54, HarperCollins UK

Topics: Evil, Important, Excuse, Human Reason

What is it with you today?â€ 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. â€œOh, you know,â€ I say. â€œSun shining. Birds chirping.â€ She raises an eyebrow at me, as if reminding me that we are in an underground tunnel.

Topics: Sleep, Eye, Hair

Part of me wonders if this is a suicide mission disguised as a game.

Topics: Suicide, Games, Wonder

I'm sick of doing bad things and liking it and then wondering what's wrong with me. I want it to be over. I want to start again.

Topics: Sick, Want, Wonder

For a few minutes we kiss, deep in the chasm, with the roar of water all around us. And we rise, hand in hand, I realize that if we had both chosen differently, we might have ended up doing the same thing, in a safer place, in gray clothes instead of black ones.

Topics: Kissing, Hands, Clothes, Tris

We both have war inside us. Sometimes it keeps us alive. Sometimes it threatens to destroy us.

Topics: War, Alive, Sometimes, Divergent Series, Insurgent

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.

Topics: Mother, Father, Desperate

I think they're going to force us to eat lots of cake and then take an unreasonably long nap.

Topics: Thinking, Cake, Naps, Insurgent

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.

Topics: Stupid, Useless, Gone

We believe in shouting for those who can only whisper, in defending those who cannot defend themselves.

Topics: Believe, Shouting

It will be difficult to break the habits of thinking Abnegation instilled in me, like tugging a single thread from a complex work of embroidery. But I will find new habits, new thoughts, new rules. I will become something else.

Topics: Thinking, Embroidery, Tugging, New Thought, Abnegation

My mother told me once 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.

source: - Veronica Roth (2013). “The Divergent Series Complete Collection: Divergent, Insurgent, Allegiant”, p.17, Harper Collins

Topics: Mother, Purpose, Want, Reason To Live, No Reason To Live

Resisting is worth doing.

His fingers slide into my hair, and I hold on to his arms to stay steady as we press together like two blades at a stalemate. He is stronger than anyone I know, and warmer than anyone else realizes; he is a secret that I have kept, and will keep for the rest of my life.

Topics: Hair, Two, Secret, Stalemate, Tris Prior

It doesn't prove anything except that you're bullying us. Which, as I recall, is a sign of cowardice.

Topics: Bullying, Cowardice, Prove, Recalls

Shh,â€ I say. â€œArms around me.â€ 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.

Topics: Wall, Arms, Littles

It's strange how a word, a phrase, a sentence, can feel like a blow to the head.

Topics: Blow, Phrases, Strange

To me, when someone wrongs you, you both share the burden of that wrongdoingâ€”the pain of it weighs on both of you. Forgiveness, then, means choosing to bear the full weight all by yourself.

Topics: Pain, Mean, Bears, Wrongdoing, Strong Enough

We believe that preparation eradicates cowardice, which we define as the failure to act in the midst of fear.

Topics: Fear, Believe, Preparation, Failure To Act

She can't possibly be me, though she moves when I move

Topics: Moving

No matter how long you train someone to be brave, you never know if they are or not until something real happens.

Topics: Life, Courage, Real, Dauntless, Funny Courage

But now, I am also learning this: WE can be mended. We mend each other.

I watch her blond head until it disappears around the bend, and I feel bare, like there's nothing left to protect me against pain. Her absence stings worst of all.

Topics: Pain, Watches, Absence, Around The Bend

Lies require commitment.

Topics: Lying, Commitment

Writing means not just staring ugliness in the face, but finding a way to embrace it.

Topics: Mean, Writing, Way

It reminds me why I chose Dauntless in the first place: not because they are perfect, but because they are alive. Because they are free.

Topics: Perfect, Firsts, Alive, Dauntless

It's strange how time can make a place shrink, make its strangeness ordinary.

source: - "Allegiant". Book by Veronica Roth, 2013.

Topics: Ordinary, Strange, Strangeness

Cruelty does not make a person dishonest, the same way bravery does not make a person kind.

Topics: Bravery, Way, Doe, Insurgent

Human reason can excuse any evil.

Topics: Evil, Excuse, Reason

We are not people who touch each other carelessly; every point of contact between us feels important, a rush of energy and relief.

Topics: People, Important, Relief

...there is power in self-sacrifice.

Topics: Sacrifice, Self, Selflessness

I want people to come away from my book with questions. Questions about virtue and goodness. Not answers.

Topics: Badass, Book, People

Grief is not as heavy as guilt, but it takes more away from you.

Topics: Sad, Grief, Sorrow, Feeling Guilty, Insurgent

I feel the monster of grief again, writhing in the empty space where my heart and stomach used to be. I gasp, pressing both palms to my chest. Now the monstrous thing has its claws around my throat, squeezing my airway. I twist and put my head between my knees, breathing until the strangled feeling leaves me.

Topics: Grief, Heart, Breathing, Chests

I'll say it one last time: Be brave.

Topics: Brave, Lasts, Be Brave

Then I realize what it is. It's him. Something about him makes me feel like I am about to fall. Or turn to liquid. Or burst into flames.

Topics: Love, Relationship, Romantic, Divergent Series, Dauntless

Hearing him talk about his mother, about his intact family, makes my chest hurt for a second, like someone pierced it with a needle.

Topics: Sad, Mother, Missing Someone

We believe in ordinary acts of bravery, in the courage that drives one person to stand up for another.

Topics: Inspirational, Motivational, Believe, Factions, Acts Of Courage

I wonder if fears ever really go away, or if they just lose their power over us.

Topics: Love, Going Away, Wonder

Every faction conditions its members to think and act a certain way. And most people do it. For most people, it's not hard to learn, to find a pattern of thought that works and stay that way. But our minds move in a dozen different directions. 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.

Topics: Moving, Mean, Thinking

Reading is such a huge part of my life.

Topics: Reading

A brave man acknowledges the strength of others.

source: - Veronica Roth (2014). “Divergent Series Ultimate Four-Book Collection: Divergent; Insurgent; Allegiant; Four”, p.52, Harper Collins

Topics: Inspirational, Strength, Inspiring, Brave Man, Divergent Series

I am collecting the lessons each faction has to teach me, and storing them in my mind like a guidebook for moving through the world. There is always somthing to learn, always somthing that is important to understand

Topics: Moving, Mind, Important

Pride is what killed Al, and it is the flaw in every Dauntless heart. It is in mine.

Topics: Heart, Pride, Als, Tris Prior, Dauntless

Sorry, am I being rude?" she asks. "I'm used to saying whatever is on my mind. Mom used to say that politeness is deception in pretty packaging

source: - Veronica Roth (2013). “The Divergent Series Complete Collection: Divergent, Insurgent, Allegiant”, p.44, Harper Collins

Topics: Mom, Sorry, Rude, Being Rude, Saying Whatever

I feel bare. I didn't realize I wore my secrets as armor until they were gone and now everyone sees me as I really am.

Topics: Secret, Gone, Armor

I laugh, and it's laughter, not light, that casts out the darkness building within me, that reminds me I am still alive, even in this strange place where everything I've ever known is coming apart.

Topics: Laughter, Light, Laughing

I feel like myself, strong and weak at once - allowed, at least for a little while, to be both.

Topics: Strong, Littles, Tobias, Weak And Strong

We kiss again and this time, it feels familiar. 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.

Topics: Kissing, Hands, Together

Knowledge is power. Power to do evil...or power to do good. Power itself is not evil. So knowledge itself is not evil.

Topics: Evil, Knowledge Is Power

Desperation can make a person do surprising things.

Topics: Desperation, Persons, Surprising, Surprising Things

My first instinct is to push you until you break just to see how hard I have to press.

Topics: Firsts, Instinct, Break, Divergent Series

Christina,'i say,'The factionless have all the guns.

Topics: Gun, Christina

Do you know him well?" I ask.I am too curious; I always have been. "Everyone knows Four," she says. "We were initiates together.I was bad at fighting,so he taught me every night after everyone was asleep." She scratches the back of her neck, her expression suddenly serious. "Nice of him." She gets up and stands behind the members sitting in the doorway. In a second, her serious expression is gone,but I still feel rattled by what she said, half confused by the idea of Four being "nice" and half wanting to punch her for no apparent reason.

Topics: Nice, Confused, Fighting

Nothing else is alright. But we are. -Tobias

Topics: Tobias, Alright

I am proud. It will get me into trouble someday, but today it makes me brave

Topics: Brave, Proud, Today

I love you," I say. I said that once, before I went to Erudite headquarters, but he was asleep then. I don't know why I didn't say it when he could hear it. Maybe I was afraid to trust him with something so personal as my devotion. Or afraid that I did not know what it was to love someone. But now I think the scary thing was not saying it before it was too late. Not saying it before it was almost too late for me.

Topics: Love You, Thinking, Scary, Insurgent, Scary Things

He looks like a man who has spent most of his life frowning.

Topics: Men, Looks, Frowning

I am a naturally curious person. -Tris

Topics: Curious, Tris, Persons

Even though I am still injured, I had to fight again today.Luckily this time,I was paired against Myra,who couldn't throw a good punch if someone was controlling her arm for her.

Topics: Fighting, Today, Arms, Injured

What's your name? Um... Think about it. You don't get to pick again. Tris.

Topics: Thinking, Names, Tris

You've never had a hamburger before?" asks Christine, her eyes wide. "No," I say. "Is that what it's called?" "Stiffs eat plain food," Four says, nodding at Christina. "Why?" she asks. I shrug. "Extravagance is considered self-indulgent and unnecessary." She smirks. "No wonder you left." "Yeah," I say,rolling my eyes. "It was just because of the food." The corner of Four's mouth twitches.

Topics: Eye, Self, Smirk, Christine, Christina

I get the strange urge to hit my head against the wall. Other people's sobs make me feel uncomfortable.

Topics: Wall, People, Strange

Can you tell me where to find Tobias'? I ask. When I imagine his face, affection for him bubbles up inside of me and all I want to do is kiss him. 'Four, I mean. He's so handsome, isn't he? I don't really understand why he likes me so much. I'm not very nice, am I?' -Tris

source: - Source: www.movieweb.com

Topics: Nice, Mean, Kissing, Tris, Tobias Eaton

Inquisitiveness is self-serving, Johanna. -Marcus Eaton

Topics: Self

Life's something we already understand. Death is a mystery.

Topics: Mystery

Independent and uninvolved. Must be nice. -Tris

Topics: Nice, Independent, Being Nice, Tris

You always look like someone's sucked the life right out of you when something fascinates you. -Tris

Topics: Looks, Tris

She smiles.Her teeth are crooked. If I knocked them out,I might be doing her a favor.

Topics: Favors, Might, Teeth

Beatrice. We should think of our family. But. But we must also think of ourselves.

Topics: Thinking, Should, Our Family

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

Topics: Tobias, My Family, Tris, Tris Prior, Assured

I love you" I say. "I love you, too" he says. "I'll see you soon.

Topics: Love You, Say I Love You, I Love You Too

Can I be forgiven for all I've done to get here? I want to be. I can. I believe it.

Topics: Believe, Done, Want

I suppose a fire that burns that bright is not meant to last.

Topics: Fire, Lasts, Bedtime, Divergent Series

When her body first hit the net, all I registered was a gray blur. I pulled her across it and her hand was small, but warm, and then she stood before me, short and thin and plain and in all ways unremarkable- except that she had jumped first. The stiff had jumped first. Even I didn't jump first. Her eyes were so stern, so insistent. Beautiful.

Topics: Beautiful, Eye, Hands

You're not very nice," I say, grinning. "You're one to talk." "Hey, I could be nice if I tried." "Hmm." He taps his chin. "Say something nice, then." "You're very good-looking." He smiles, his teeth a flash in this dark. "I like this 'nice' thing.

Topics: Nice, Dark, Teeth, Hmm, Divergent Series

I brought you the truth about our city and the reason we are in it. If you aren't thanking me for it, you should at least do something about it instead of sitting here on this mess you made, pretending it's a throne!

Topics: Cities, Sitting, Thrones

She taught me all about real sacrifice. That it should be done from love... That it should be done from necessity, not without exhausting all other options. That it should be done for people who need your strength because they don't have enough of their own.

Topics: Real, Sacrifice, People, Without Sacrifice, Love Sacrifice

That's the first time I've ever said those words out loud, and now I hear how strange they are. How many young men fear that there is a monster instead them? People are supposed to fear others, not themselves.

Topics: Men, People, Firsts

I was so afraid that we would just keep colliding over and over again if we stayed together, and that eventually the impact would break me. But now I know I am like the blade and he is like the whetstone- I am too strong to break so easily, and I become better, sharper, every time I touch him.

Topics: Strong, Impact, Together

People talk about the pain of grief, but I don't know what they mean. To me, grief is a devastating numbness, every sensation dulled.

Topics: Pain, Grief, Mean

It seems like the rebellions never stop, in the city, in the compound, anywhere. There are just breaths between them, and foolishly, we call those breaths â€œpeace".

Topics: Cities, Rebellion, Compounds

My parents did love each other. Enough to forsake plans and factions. Enough to defy â€œfaction before blood.â€ Blood before faction--no, love before faction, always. - Tris Prior

Topics: Blood, Parent, Enough, Factions, Tris Prior

How is it I know this little about the boy who says he loves me-

Topics: Boys, Littles, Insurgent, Beatrice Prior

But I understand now what Tori said about her tattoo representing a fear she overcame-a reminder of where she was, as well as a reminder of who she is now. Maybe there is a way to honor my old life as I embrace my new one. "yes," I say. "Three of these flying birds." I touch my collarbone, marking the path of their flight-toward my heart. One for each member of the family I left behind.

Topics: Tattoo, Heart, Bird

I suppose that now would be the time to ask for forgiveness for all the things I've done, but I'm sure my list would never be complete. 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.

Topics: Believe, Would Be, Done, Asking For Forgiveness, Reciting

I don't have a bullet in my head, do I? So I'm fine.

Topics: Bullets, Fine

I only came for Cake" -Tobias Eaton, Divergent

Topics: Cake, Divergent, Tobias, Tobias Eaton

Ingenuity requires creativity.

Topics: Creativity, Ingenuity

I smirk as Peter misses again. I can't help myself. "Hey, Peter," I say, " Remember what a target is?

Topics: Missing, Smirk, Hey

He stares at me, and I don't look away. He isn't a dog, but the same rules apply. Looking away is submissive. Looking him in the eye is a challenge. It's my choice.

Topics: Dog, Eye, Choices, Looking Away

You're not a coward just because you don't want to hurt people.

Topics: Hurt, People, Coward, Funny Anti Valentines Day, Funny Single Valentines Day

Choices can be made again." -Evelyn Johnson (Eaton)

Topics: Choices, Made, Johnson

I don't want to stop you. I want you to stop yourself.

Topics: Want, Tobias, I Want You

You can't be fearless, remember? Because you still care about things. About your life.

Topics: Fearless, Care, Remember

she sighs, then breaks a piece off the muffin in my hand. 'Hey. There are plenty more just five feet to your right.' 'then you shouldn't be so concerned about losing some of yours.' she says, grinning. 'Fair enough.

Topics: Hands, Feet, Hey

I have discovered that sitting still leaves little spaces for the grief to get in, so I stay busy.

Topics: Grief, Space, Littles, Sitting Still

I will be my undoing, If I become my obsession. I will forget the ones I love, If I do not serve them. I will war with others, If I refuse to see them. Therefore, I choose to turn away From my reflection, To rely not on myself But on my brothers and sisters, To project always outward Until I disappear [And only God remains.]

Topics: Brother, War, Reflection, Abnegation

I should wonder what courageâ€”which is the virtue they most valueâ€”has to do with a metal ring through your nostril.

Topics: Wonder, Virtue, Should

So you're her brother? Says Linn. I guess we know who got the good genes.

Topics: Brother, Genes, Good Genes

The cruelty of fate is that I must travel with the people I hate when the people I love are dead behind me.

Topics: Hate, Fate, People

We believe in the ordinary acts of bravery.

Topics: Believe, Bravery, Ordinary

Don't you dare try to apologize." His voice shakes. "This is not something you can bandage with a word or two and some hugging, or something.

Topics: Two, Voice, Hug, Bandages

Courageous? Courageous would have been admitting weakness and leaving Dauntless, no matter what shame accompanied it. Pride is what killed Al, and it is the flaw in every Dauntless heart. It is in mine.

Topics: Heart, Pride, Leaving, Dauntless

Come on,'he says.' I have something else to show you.

Topics: Shows, Tobias And Tris

At first Eric stares at Four in silence. Four stares back.

Topics: Silence, Four, Firsts

Just do what you're supposed to.

Drink this," she says. "What is it?" my throat feels swollen. I swallow hard. "What's going to happen?" "Can't tell you that. Just trust me." I press air from my lungs and tip the contents of the vial into my mouth. My eyes close.

Topics: Eye, Air, Mouths, Swollen

Tris," said tobias. "I love you

Topics: Love You, Tobias, Said

Four!" I call out. Why am I calling a number? Oh yes. Because that's his name. â€” Tris.

Topics: Names, Numbers, Four, Tris

Peter: Where are you two going? Tris: Why aren't you with your attack group eating dinner? Peter: I don't have one. I'm injured. Christina: Yeah right, you are! Peter: Well, I don't want to go to battle with a bunch of factionless. So I'm going to stay here. Christina: Like a coward. Let everyone else clean up the mess for you. Peter: Yep! Have fun dying.

Topics: Fun, Two, Dying, Christina, Eating Dinner

I decide to do what I always do when I'm not sure what's going on: I act like everyone else.

Topics: Not Sure

Four: Be brave Tris. The first time is always the hardest.

Topics: Brave, Four, Firsts, Tris

Tris: Wait. So you have no idea what my aptitude is? Tori: Yes and No. My conclusion is that you display equal aptitude for Abnegation, Dauntless and Erudite. People who get this kind of result are..are called...Divergent.

Topics: Ideas, People, Waiting, Yes And No, Erudite

No one's perfect," I whisper. "It doesn't work that way. One bad thing goes away, and another bad thing replaces it." I traded cowardice for cruelty; I traded weakness for ferocity.

Topics: Perfect, Way, Weakness, Ferocity, No One's Perfect

I wonder how I seem to them. They must see someone I don't see. Someone capable and strong. Someone I can't be; someone I can be.

Topics: Strong, Wonder, Capable

Fine," he says. "Then I love you.

Topics: Love You, Fine, Divergent Series

My name will be Edith Proir," she says. "And there is much I am happy to forget.

Topics: Names, Forget

I have realized that part of being Dauntless is being willing to make things more difficult for yourself in order to be self-sufficient. There's nothing especially brave about wandering dark streets with no flashlight, but we are not supposed to need help, even from light. We are supposed to be capable of anything. I like that. Because their might come a day when there is no flashlight, there is no gun, there is no guiding hand. And I want to be ready.

Topics: Dark, Gun, Light, Flashlights, Dauntless

I wipe my face with my sleeve, laughing so hard my stomach hurts. If my entire life is like this, loud laughter and bold action and the kind of exhaustion you feel after a hard but satisfying day, I will be content.

Topics: Hurt, Laughter, Laughing, Loud Laughter, Bold Actions

We believe that peace is hard-won, That sometimes it is necessary to fight for peace. But more than that, we believe that Justice is more important than peace.

Topics: Believe, Fighting, Justice

I am better off doing as abnegation taught me: turning away from myself, projecting always outward, and hoping that in whatever is next, I will be better than I am now.

Topics: Next, Taught, Abnegation

I feel myself acting like a lunatic, but I can't stop. It would be like refusing to breathe.

Topics: Acting, Would Be, Breathe

It would be nice if life worked this way, stripping the dirt from our lives and sending us back out into the world clean. But some dirt is destined to lingered.

Topics: Nice, World, Way, Destined

I was born for Abegnation. I was planning on leaving Dauntless, and becoming factionless. But then I met 'her', and...I felt like maybe I could make something more of my decision.

Topics: Decision, Leaving, Becoming, Abnegation, Dauntless

Well, half of half our faction.' 'In some circles they call that a quarter, Mar,' Lynn says.

Topics: Circles, Half, Mars

I pout my lower lip for a second, but then I grin as the pieces come together in my mind. "THAT'S why you like me!" I exclaim. "Because you're not very nice either! It makes so much more sense now.

Topics: Nice, Mind, Together, Tris, Tobias And Tris

They all laugh. We all laugh. And it occurs to me that I might be meeting Tobias's true faction. They are not characterized by a particular virtue. They claim all colors, all activities, all virtues, and all flaws as their own.

Topics: Color, Laughing, Might

The shouts of triumph become infectious, and I lift my voice to join in, running toward my teammates. Christina holds the flag up high, and everyone clusters around her, grabbing her arm to lift the flag even higher. I can't reach her, so I stand off to the side, grinning. A hand touches my shoulder. "Well done," Four says quietly.

Topics: Running, Hands, Voice, Christina

i like to think that im helping them by hating them

Topics: Hate, Thinking, Helping

Cowardice is how you decide to be in real life

Topics: Real, Real Life, Cowardice

Peace is restrained; this is free.

The opinions of others cannot damage you.

Topics: Damage, Opinion

What do--" Tobias's voice. Tobias! "Oh my God. Oh--" "Spare me your blubbering, okay? Peter says. "She's not dead; she's just paralyzed. It'll only last for about a minute. Now get ready to run." I don't understand. How does Peter know? "Let me carry her," Tobias says. "No. You're a better shot than I am. Take my gun. I'll carry her.

Topics: Running, Gun, Voice

For someone so small, you're heavy, Stiff," he mutters.

Topics: Heavy

I hear footsteps and Four's hands wrap around my wrists. I let him pry my hands from my eyes. He encloses one of my hands perfectly between two of his. The warmth of his skin overwhelms the ache in my fingers from holding the bars. "You all right?" he asks, pressing our hands together. "Yeah." He starts to laugh.

Topics: Eye, Hands, Two, Hands Together

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?

Topics: Eye, Heart, Race

She'll have to get over it, then. Are you going to let her drop out of Dauntless for a stupid reason like not being able to walk?" Zeke is quiet for a few seconds. His eyes shift over my face, and he squints, as if weighing and measuring me. Then he turns and bends and wraps his arms around me. it's been so long since someone hugged me that I stiffen. Then I relax, and let the gesture force warmth over my body...

Topics: Stupid, Eye, Long, Weighing

Uriah looked better than he did an hour ago--he washed the blood from his mouth, and some of the color returned to his face. I'm struck, suddenly, by how handsome he is-- all his features are proportionate, his eyes dark and lively, his skin bronze-brown. And he has probably always been handsome. Only boys who have been handsome from a young age have that arrogance in their smile. Not like Tobias, who is almost shy when he smiles like he is surprised you bothered to look at him from the first place.

Topics: Eye, Dark, Boys

I wasn't good enough for abnegation," I say, "and I wanted to be free. So I chose Dauntless." "Why weren't you good enough?" "Because I was selfish." I say. "You were selfish? You aren't anymore?" "Of course I am. My mother said that everyone is selfish," I say, "but I became less selfish in Dauntless. I discovered there were people I would fight for. Die for, even.

Topics: Mother, Selfish, Fighting

The truth is... you are hurting me. Not on purpose, I know that. But I love you and every second that you donÂ´t love me back...it hurts.

Topics: Hurt, Love You, Purpose, You Don't Love Me, Every Second

I try to catch my breath and calm myself down, but it isn't easy. I was dead. I was dead, and then i wasn't, and why? Because of Peter? Peter? I stare at him. He still looks so innocent, despite all that he has done to prove that he is not. His hair lies smooth against his head, shiny and dark, like we didn't just run for a mile at full speed. His round eyes scan the stairwell and then rest on my face. "What?" he says. "Why are you looking at me like that?" " How did you do it?" I say.

Topics: Running, Lying, Eye

Why did you do it?" I say. "You want me dead. You were willing to do it yourself! What changed?" He presses his lips together and doesn't look away, not for a long time. Then he opens his mouth, hesitates, and finally says, " I can't be in anyone's debt. Okay? The idea that I owed you something made me sick. I would wake up in the middle of the night feeling like I was going to vomit. Indebted to a stiff? It's ridiculous. Absolutely ridiculous. And I couldn't have it.

Topics: Night, Ideas, Sick

The only reason I haven't shot you yet is because he's the one who should get to do it," I say. "Stay away from him or I'll decide I no longer care.

Topics: Care, Reason, Shots

I traded cowardice for cruelty; I traded weakness for ferocity.

Topics: Weakness, Cowardice, Cruelty

I close my eyes. I don't expect Four to reassure me, and he makes no effort to, but I feel better standing here than I did out there among the people who are my friends, my faction.

Topics: Eye, Feel Better, People

I want to break something, or hit something, but I am afraid to move, so I start crying instead.

Topics: Fear, Moving, Want

Is there any other way to Erudite headquarters?" I say. "Not that I now of," says Cara. "Unless you want to jump from one roof to another." She laughs a little as she says it, like it's a joke. I raise my eyebrows at her. "Wait," she says. "You aren't considering---?

Topics: Eyebrows, Laughing, Waiting, Erudite

I met him while I was imprisoned," I say, and my voice sounds far away even to me. "I was just curious." "I wouldn't judge him too harshly," says Fernando. "Jeanine can be extraordinarily persuasive to those who aren't naturally suspicious. I have always been naturally suspicious." ... "Yeah," I say. "So have I.

Topics: Voice, Judging, Sound

Did you ever meet someone named Caleb?" I say. 'Caleb," Fernando says. "Yes, there was a Caleb in my initiate class. Brilliant, but he was... what's the colloquial term for it? A suck-up." he smirks.

Topics: Class, Smirk, Brilliant, Caleb

Lynn smacks Uriah hard in the back of the head, Christina says, â€œHey Tris!â€ and Uriah cries, â€œOw! How on earth do you make a pillow hurt, Lynn?â€ â€œMy exceptional strength,â€ she says.

Topics: Hurt, Hey, Earth, Smack, Christina

Too bad you didn't just take Max up on his offer, Four. Well, too bad for you, anyway," says Eric quietly as he clicks the bullet into its chamber. My lungs burn; I haven't breathed in almost a minute. I see Tobias's hand twitch in the corner of my eye, but my hand is already on my gun. I press the barrel to Eric's forehead. His eyes widen, and his face goes slack, and for a second he looks like another sleeping Dauntless soldier. My index finger hovers over the trigger. "Get your gun away from his head," I say. "You won't shoot me," Eric replies. "Interesting theory. " I say.

Topics: Sleep, Eye, Gun

Beatrice," she says. "Beatrice, we have to run." She pulls my arm across her shoulders and hauls me to my feet. She is dressed like my mother and she looks like my mother, but she is holding a gun, and the determined look in her eyes is unfamiliar to me.

Topics: Mother, Running, Eye

I'm surprised you know that," I say quietly, " since you left halfway through my one and only fight." "It wasn't something I wanted to watch." he says. What's that supposed to mean?

Topics: Mean, Fighting, Watches, My One And Only

I cross my arms. "It was a two minute conversation." "I don't think a smaller time frame makes it less unwise." He furrows his eyebrows and touches the corner of my bruised eye with his fingertips. My head jerks back, but he doesn't take his hand away. Instead he sighs. "You know, if you could just learn to attack first, you might do better." "Attack first?" I say. "How will that help?" "You're fast. If you can get a few good hits in before they know what's going on, you could win." He shrugs, and his hand falls.

Topics: Fall, Eye, Winning, Fingertips

And don't pay attention to Christina. Your face doesn't look that bad." He smiles a little. "I mean, it looks good. It always looks good. i mean--you look brave. Dauntless." His eyes skirt mine, and he scratches the back of his head. The silence grows between us. It was a nice thing to say, but he acts like it means more than just words. I hope I am wrong. I could not be attracted to Al-- I could not be attracted to anyone that fragile. I smile as much as my bruised cheek will allow, hoping that will diffuse the tension.

Topics: Nice, Mean, Eye, Nice Things, Christina

Out of my peripheral vision, I see Four shove the door open and walk out. Apparently this fight isn't interesting enough for him. Or maybe he's going to figure out why everything's spinning like a top, and I don't blame him; I want to know the answer too.

Topics: Fighting, Doors, Interesting, Peripheral Vision

Al walks in, and I don't even have to ask him to help me, he just walks over and strips bedding with me. i will have to scrub the frame later. Al carries the stack of sheets to the trash and together we walk toward the training room. "Ignore him," Al says. "He's an idiot, and if you don't get angry, he'll stop eventually.

Topics: Training, Together, Als, Bedding

Or you can stay frigid," says WIll, his green eyes glinting with mischief. "You know. If you want." Christina throws a roll at him. He catches it and bites it. "Don't be mean to her," she says. "Frigidity is in her nature. Sort of like being a know-it-all is in yours." "I am not frigid!" I exclaim. "Don't worry about it," says Will. It's endearing. Look you're all red.

Topics: Mean, Eye, Worry, Frigid, Christina

I see a few hands stretching out to me at the edge of the net, so I grabbed the first one I could reach and pull myself across. I roll off, and would have fallen face-first onto a wood floor if he had not caught me. "He" is the young man attached to the hand I grabbed. He has a spare upper lip and a full lower lip. His eyes are so deep-set that his eyelashes touch the skin under his eyebrows, and they are dark blue, a dreaming, sleeping, waiting color.

Topics: Dream, Sleep, Eye, Dark Blue

I used to go outside every day and invent these elaborate worlds and scenarios in my head, and when I grew too old for playing pretend, I started to write everything down instead.

Topics: Writing, World, Grew

Four sits down on the edge of the carousel, leaning against a plastic horse's foot. His eyes lift to the sky, where there are no stars, only a round moon peking through a thin layer of clouds. The muscles in his arms are relaxed; his hand rests on the back of his neck. He looks almost comfortable, holding that gun to his shoulder. I close my eyes briefly. Why does he distract me so easily? I need to focus.

Topics: Horse, Stars, Eye, Carousels

For God's sake, Stiff," he says. "You don't have to follow me," I say staring at the maze of bars above me. I shove my foot onto the place where two bars cross and push myself up, grabbing another bar in the process. I sway for a second, my heart beating so hard I can't feel anything else. Every thought I have condenses into that heartbeat, moving at the same rhythm. "Yes, I do," he says.

Topics: Moving, Heart, Two, Heart Beating

They died for me,â€ I say. That feels important

Topics: Important, Feels

I realize that the decision might be simple. It will require a great act of selflessness to choose Abnegation, or a great act of courage to choose Dauntless, and maybe just choosing one over the other will prove that I belong.

Topics: Simple, Decision, Might, Acts Of Courage, Choosing One

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.

Topics: Eye, Feet, Trying

She walks away, and I am too stunned to follow her. At the end of the hallways she turns and says, "Have a piece of cake for me, all right? The chocolate. It's delicious." She smiles a strange, twisted smile, and adds," I love you, you know." And then she's gone. I stand alone in the blue light coming from the lamp above me, and I understand: She has been to the compound before. She remembered this hallways. She knows about the initiation process. My mother was a dauntless.

Topics: Mother, Love You, Light, Stunned, Hallways

You won," Four mutters. "Stop." I wipe the sweat from my forehead. He stares at me. His eyes are too wide; they look alarmed.

Topics: Eye, Sweat, Wipe

Without thinking, I grab Al's arm and squeeze it as tightly as I can. I just need something to hold on to. Blood runs down the side of Christina's face and splatters on the ground next to her cheek. This is the first time I have ever prayed for someone to fall unconscious.... Al frees his hand and pulls me tight to his side. I clench my teeth to keep from crying out.

Topics: Running, Fall, Thinking, Cheeks, Christina

Any idiot can stand in front of a target," I say. "It doesn't prove anything except that you're bullying us. Which, as I recall is a sign of cowardice" "Then it should be easy for you," Eric sys. "If you're willing ot take his place.

Topics: Bullying, Eric, Target

Four grabs a bar with each hand and pulls himself up, easy, like he's sitting up in bed. But he is not comfortable or natural here--- every muscle in his arm stands out. it is a stupid thing for me to think when I am one hundred feet off the ground.

Topics: Stupid, Thinking, Hands, Stupid Things, Feet Off The Ground

I will be my undoing If I become my obsession.

Topics: Obsession, Undoing, Abnegation

I notice, however, that Peter only pretends to inject himselfâ€”when he presses the plunger down, the fluid runs down his throat, and he wipes it casually with a sleeve. I wonder what it feels like to volunteer to forget everything.

source: - Vikas Swarup (2008). “Slumdog Millionaire: A Novel”, p.258, Simon and Schuster

Topics: Running, Volunteer, Wipe

It's Not sacrifice if it's someone else's life you're giving away, it's just evil.

Topics: Sacrifice, Evil, Giving

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