60 Quotes About Tris-prior

Some of my anger has faded, but it isn't hard to call back. All I have to do is think about how cold the air was and how loud the laughter was. Look at her. She's a child.

And what this is, I realize, is life. I don't want it. I want my parents and I have for weeks. I've been trying to claw my way back to them, and now I am so close and he is telling me not to.

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

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.

Hey, Peter, I say. Remember what a target is?

You know, most boys enjoy being trapped in close quarters with a girl.

How strange that something so simple could have been instrumental in my decision to ruin one of my most relationships and friendships, and damage another.

What is wrong with you?' I shake my head. 'Pull it together.' And that's what it feels like: pulling the different parts of me up and in like a shoelace. I feel suffocated, but at least I feel strong.

Sometimes it isn't fighting that's brave, it's facing the death you know is coming.