Veronica Roth Quotes

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

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

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

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.

Change, like healing, takes time.

I'm not Dauntless - I'm Divergent. I am whatever I choose to be.

Are you asking me to undress, Tris?' A nervous laugh gurgles from my throat. 'Only ... partially

I'm Divergent. And I can't be controlled.

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.

Why is your heart racing Tris?

You're too important to just... die.

Some things are hard to let go of.

You know, most boys would enjoy being trapped in close quarters with a girl." I roll my eyes. "Not claustrophobic people, Tris.

"What did you do?" I scream. "You die, I die too."

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

Your daughter is doing well here. I've been overseeing her training." Since when does "overseeing" include throwing knives at me and scolding me at every opportunity?

I'm going to stop a revolution,'' I say. I turn right, and Peter follows me.

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

What makes you different, makes you dangerous.

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

...there is power in self-sacrifice.

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

I feel like someone breathed new air into my lungs. I am not Abnegation. I am not Dauntless. I am Divergent.

I will be my undoing If I become my obsession.

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

I have a theory that selflessness and bravery aren't all that different.

Fear doesn't shut you down; it wakes you up

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

There are so many ways to be brave in this world. Sometimes it involves giving up everything you have ever known, or everyone you have ever loved for the sake of something greater.

I only came for Cake" -Tobias Eaton, Divergent

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

Who cares about pretty? I'm going for noticeable.

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

Arrogance is one of the flaws in the Erudite heart -- I know. It is often in mine.

My name is Four,” I say. “Call me ‘Stiff’ again and you and I will have a problem.

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

Shh,” I say. “Arms around me.” 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.

Maybe it's a little depressing to think that my vision of a perfect world is actually so messed up, but I think it means that I don't really understand what 'perfect' is.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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

Looking away is submissive. Looking [..] in the eye is a challenge.

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

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

No selfishness or insecurity kept him from seeing the full extent of her goodness, as it so often does with the rest of us. That kind of love may only be possible in Abnegation. I do not know.

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

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.

Sometimes I just... want to see it again. Want to see you awake.