1,483 Quotes by Veronica Roth

I glance at Tris. She grins at me, then leans in to whisper something to Christina."Are you here to help or what, Stiff?" I say.

I am a child. I am two feet tall, and asking if she loves me.

I've made my peace with Caleb, but I still can't be around him for long. His gestures, his inflection, his manner, they are hers. They make him into just a whisper of her, and that is not enough of her, but it is also far too much.

Please. They're like the Cult of Four.

Sometimes people just want to be happy, even if it’s not real.

I can't move, can't speak. She chose me. She chose me.

Most of the time I can tell when people are lying, and this must be a lie, because Tris is still alive, her eyes bright and her cheeks flushed and her small body full of power and strenght, standing in a shaft of light in the atrium.Tris is still alive, she wouldn't leave me here alone, she wouldn't go to the Weapons Lab instead of Caleb.

I can be a new person,someone who doesn't put up with cutting comments from Erudite know-it-alls.Someone who can cut back.Someone who's finally ready to fight.Four.

I struggle for air, but it's not because of my aching legs; it's because of my weak heart, growing stronger with each passing second.