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Arrogance is one of the flaws in the Erudite heart -- I know. It is often in mine.
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Veronica Roth |
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My dear girl. I am his family. I am permanent. You are only temporary.
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Veronica Roth |
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But I think that no matter how smart, people usually see what they're already looking for, that's all.
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smart
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In the days that follow, it's movement, not stillness, that helps to keep the grief at bay.
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tobias
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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.
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Veronica Roth |
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We don't know what's happened out there since they put us in here, or how many generations have lived and died since they did.We could be the last people left.
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tris
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That night we push our cots just a little closer together, and look into each other's eyes in the moments before we fall asleep. When he finally drifts off, our fingers are twisted together in the space between the beds. I smile a little, and let myself go.
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love
intimacy
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Veronica Roth |
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This is what I wanted most to avoid: for my rises and falls to become Tobias's rises and falls. That's why I can't let him step in to defend me now.
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Veronica Roth |
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To me, when someone wrongs you, you both share the burden of that wrongdoing - the pain of it weighs on both of you. Forgiveness, then, means choosing to bear the full weight all by yourself. Caleb's betrayal is something we both carry, and since he did it, all I've wanted is for him to take its weight away from me. I am not sure that I'm capable of shouldering it all myself - not sure that I am strong enough, or good enough.
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inspirational
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Veronica Roth |
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I understand why she did all those things, but that doesn't mean we aren't still broken.
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love
tris
tobias
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I ignore my fear. When I make decisions, I pretend it doesn't exist.
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Veronica Roth |
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Soft hearts make the universe worth living in.
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universe
heart
love
girl
cute
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Veronica Roth |
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I can't tell him I need him. I can't need him, period -- or really, we can't need each other, because who knows how long either of us will last in this war?
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Veronica Roth |
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There are so many ways to be brave in this world. Sometimes bravery involves laying down your life for something bigger than yourself, or for someone else. 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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bravery
divergent
inspirtational
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They try to make you think they care about what you do but they don't. They don't want you to act a certain way. So you're easy to understand. So you won't pose a threat to them.
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Veronica Roth |
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She tips her chin up and looks at me with that Abnegation stubbornness I know so well. She may have left them, but they are what's making her strong.
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Veronica Roth |
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It is impossible to erase my choices.
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tris
tobias
impossible
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Veronica Roth |
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Suicide to them is an act of selfishness. Someone who is truly selfless does not think of himself often enough to desire death.
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Veronica Roth |
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I breathe in. The water will wash my wounds clean. I breathe out. My mother submerged me in water when I was a baby, to give me to God. It has been a long time since I thought about God, but I think about him now. It is only natural. I am glad, suddenly, that I shot Eric in the foot instead of the head.
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religion
dying
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Veronica Roth |
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He touches my face, covering my cheeks with his hands, sliding his fingertips down my neck, fitting his fingers to the slight curve of my hips. I can't stop.
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Veronica Roth |
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Now she looks pale and small, but her eyes make me think of wide- open skies that I have never actually seen, only dreamed of.
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skies
tris
tobias
eyes
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But now I know how large the world is... Well. I suppose I have grown to large out of my faction. As a consequence.
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insurgent
allegiant
divergent
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roth
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Veronica Roth |
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Some people will always fear change. But we can't indulge them.
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fear
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Veronica Roth |
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Our ability to know about ourselves and the world is what makes us human
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Veronica Roth |
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I decide to keep the shirt to remind me why I chose Dauntless in the first place: not because they are perfect, but because they are alive. Because they are free.
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Veronica Roth |
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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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difficult
tobias
peter
hard
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Veronica Roth |
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It happened. It was awful. You aren't perfect. That's all there is. Don't confuse your grief with guilt.
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remortgages
guilt
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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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Veronica Roth |
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I know some things--I know that I'm not alone, that I have friends, that I'm in love. I know that I don't want to die, and for me that's something--more than I could have said a few weeks ago.
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Veronica Roth |
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You sadistic pansycake.
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Veronica Roth |
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Someone shouts, "Enough!" and I think too much and nothing at all."
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Veronica Roth |
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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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grief
loss
love
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Veronica Roth |
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It's like he knows, he knows I have a thing for her.
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Veronica Roth |
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No. Because it's so stupid no Dauntless with any sense would speak it, let alone think it. Pansycake. What are you, twelve?" "And a half," he says."
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insurgent
pansycake
uriah
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Veronica Roth |
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Pride blinds people to the truth of what they are.
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Veronica Roth |
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His eyes search the crowd until they find my face. My heartbeat lives in my throat; lives in my cheeks. "I still don't understand," he says softly, "how she knew that it would work."
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love
tobias-eaton
simulation
tris-prior
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What?" I ask. "I'm developing a theory." "And it is?" She picks up her hamburger, grins, and says, "That you have a death wish."
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Veronica Roth |
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How is it I know this little about the boy who says he loves me -- the boy whose real name is powerful enough to keep us alive in a train car full of enemies?
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Veronica Roth |
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Resisting is worth doing.
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the-transfer
dystopian
resistance
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The man running toward me is not a man, he is a boy. A shaggy-haired boy with a crease between his eyebrows. Will. Dull-eyed and mindless, but still Will. He stops running and mirrors me, his feet planted and his gun up. In an instant, I see his finger poised over the trigger and hear the bullet slide into the chamber, and I fire. My eyes squeezed shut. Can't breathe. The bullet hit him in the head. I know because that's where I aimed it.
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Veronica Roth |
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Faction before blood.
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Veronica Roth |
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I want some kind of reminder that while wounds heal, they don't disappear forever- I carry them everywhere, always, and that is the way of things, the way of scars.
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Veronica Roth |
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I choose him over and over again, and he chooses me.
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Veronica Roth |
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He is a part of me, always will be, and I am a part of him, too. I don't belong to Abnegation, or Dauntless, or even the Divergent. I don't belong to the Bureau or the experiment or the firnge. I belong to the people I love, and they belong to me- they, and the love and loyalty I give them, form my identity far more than any word or group ever could. I love my brother. I love him, and he is quaking with terror at the though of death. I love..
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