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Veronica Roth Quotes - Page 28

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Little girl, he called me. A little girl who is stressed out to the point of paranoia. That is not me, but now, it's who the Candor think I am.

Little girl, he called me. A little girl who is stressed out to the point of paranoia. That is not me, but now, it's who the Candor think I am.

Girl, Thinking, Stressed Out

I frown at him. How does he know all this information? And why, after two years of avoiding becoming a Dauntless leader at all costs, is he suddenly acting like one?

Years, Two, Leader

A sob racks my body again, and he wraps his arms around me so tightly I find it difficult to breathe, but it doesn't matter. My dignified weeping gives way to full-on ugliness, my mouth open and my face contorted and sounds like a dying animal coming from my throat. If this continues I will break apart, and maybe that would be better, maybe it would be better to shatter and bear nothing.

Animal, Giving, Dying

You may have succeeded in shutting down the attack simulation, girl, but it was by luck alone, not skill. I would die of shock if you managed to do anything useful again for a long time" This is the Marcus that Tobias knows. The one who knows right where to hit to cause the most damage.

Girl, Skills, Long

Veronica Roth (2013). “Insurgent (Divergent Trilogy, Book 2)”, p.33, HarperCollins UK

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.

Beautiful, Thinking, Government

Veronica Roth (2013). “Insurgent (Divergent Trilogy, Book 2)”, p.20, HarperCollins UK

Sometimes,” he says, sliding his arm across my shoulders, “people just want to be happy, even if it’s not real.

Real, People, Want

Veronica Roth (2012). “Insurgent Collector's Edition (Enhanced Edition)”, p.52, Harper Collins

The Candor sing the praises of the truth, but they never tell you how much it costs.

Cost, Praise, Candor

I wish we were alone,” he says. “I almost always wish that,” I say.

Wish

Then his eyes focus on something over my shoulder, and he starts walking. I turn to see Uriah jogging from the elevator bank. He is grinning. “Heard a rumor you were a dirty traitor,” Uriah says. “Yeah, whatever,” says Zeke. They collide in an embrace that looks almost painful to me, slapping each other’s backs and laughing with their fists clasped between them.

Dirty, Eye, Laughing

I love Tris the Divergent, who makes decisions apart from faction loyalty, who isn’t some faction archetype. But the Tris who’s trying as hard as she can to destroy herself … I can’t love her.

Loyalty, Believe, Eye

"Insurgent". Book by Veronica Roth, 2012.

Uriah drops his tray next to me. It is loaded with beef stew and chocolate cake. I stare at the cake pile. “There was cake?” I say, looking at my own plate, which is more sensibly stocked than Uriah’s. “Yeah, someone just brought it out. Found a couple boxes of the mix in the back and baked it,” he says. “You can have a few bites of mine.” “A few bites? So you’re planning on eating that mountain of cake by yourself?” “Yes.” He looks confused. “Why?” “Never mind.

Couple, Confused, Cake

"You die, I die too.” Tobias looks over his shoulder at me. “I asked you not to do this. You made your decision. These are the repercussions."

Decision, Looks, Tobias

"Insurgent". Book by Veronica Roth, 2012.

Don’t tell me you’re going to eat a mashed-potato sandwich

Sandwiches, Potatoes, Mashed Potatoes

Why are you constantly escorting me places?” I say. “Isn’t there a depraved activity you’re supposed to be taking part in? Kicking puppies or spying on girls while they change, or something?

Girl, Kicking, Puppy

I am his, and he is mine, and it has been that way all along.

Way, Mines, Has Beens

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.

Dream, Nice, Fire

"Insurgent" by Veronica Roth, Ch. 36, (pp. 389-390), May 1, 2012.

What do you think they're going to do to us when they find us guilty?" she says after a few minutes of silence have passed. "Honestly?" "Does now seem like the time for honesty?" I look at her from the corner of my eye. "I think they're going to force us to eat lots of cake and then take an unreasonably long nap.

Honesty, Eye, Thinking

I did not know that my entire personality, my entire being, could be discarded as the byproduct of my anatomy. What if I really am just someone with a large prefrontal cortex...and nothing more?

Personality, What If, Discarded

But Christina and I are not people who cry together; we're people who fight together. SO I hold my tears in.

Fighting, People, Tears

I never used to understand why people bothered to hold hands as they walked, but then he runs one of his fingertips down my palm, and I shiver and understand it completely

Running, Hands, People

Grabbing hold of facts in the midst of shock is very Erudite of him.

Facts, Midst, Shock

Veronica Roth (2013). “Insurgent (Divergent Trilogy, Book 2)”, p.18, HarperCollins UK

I know I belong in Dauntless because everything I did in that aptitude test told me so. I'm loyal to my faction for that reason -- because there's nowhere else I could possibly be. But her? And you?" She shakes her head. "I have no idea who you're loyal to. And I'm not going to pretend like everything's okay.

Ideas, Aptitude Test, Loyal

I hold the gun out from my body, my arms straight, just as Four taught me, when that was his only name. I used a gun like this to defend my father and brother from simulation-bound Dauntless. I used it to stop Eric from shooting Tobias in the head. It is not inherently evil. It is just a tool.

Brother, Father, Gun

It's like he knows, he knows I have a thing for her.

Knows

Veronica Roth (2013). “Free Four - Tobias tells the Divergent Knife-Throwing Scene”, p.7, HarperCollins UK

Becoming fearless isn't the point. That's impossible. It's learning how to control your fear, and how to be free from it.

Fearless, Divergent, Four

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