I feel like myself, strong and weak at once - allowed, at least f... by Veronica Roth

I feel like myself, strong and weak at once - allowed, at least for a little while, to be both.

Veronica Roth

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I have realized that part of being Dauntless is being willing to make things more difficult for yourself in order to be self-sufficient.

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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.

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I think that you are the liar!" I say, my voice quaking. "You tell me you love me, you trust me, you think I'm more perceptive than the average person. And the first second that belief in my perceptiveness, that trust, that love is put to the test, it falls apart." I am crying now, but I am not ashamed of the tears shining on my cheeks or the thickness of my voice. "So you must have lied when you told me all those things... you must have, because I can't believe your love is really that feeble.

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Oh for god's sake. I'll just carry you. by Veronica Roth

Oh for god's sake. I'll just carry you.

"I'll be your family now," he says. "I love you," I say. He stares at me. I wait with my hands clutching his arms for stability as he considers his response. He frowns at me. "Say it again." "Tobias," I say, "I love you."

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What's this about flashing underwear?" says Uriah, sidestepping a... by Veronica Roth

What's this about flashing underwear?" says Uriah, sidestepping a bunk. "Whatever it is, I'm in.

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

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

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And then the screaming begins. by Veronica Roth

And then the screaming begins.

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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You are holding a loaded gun, you idiot. Act like it. by Veronica Roth

You are holding a loaded gun, you idiot. Act like it.

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I started writing because I decided I was too old to play pretend in the backyard. Then I found that I could create those imaginary worlds on the page.

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You're afraid of heights,'I say. 'How do you survive in the Dauntless compound?' 'I ignore my fear,' he (Four) says. 'When I make decisions, I pretend it doesn't exist.

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Relax Beatrice, I've driven a car before.' MARCUS 'I've done a lot of things before, but that doesn't mean I'm any good at them!' TRIS

So now we all know," says Four, quietly, "that you are afraid of a short, skinny girl from Abnegation." His mouth curls into a smile.

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Really? I thought the transfers will go through Four’s landscape,” says Uriah. “Like he would let anyone do that,” she says, snorting. Something inside me gets warm and soft. He let me go through it.

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Fighting for survival in a shattered world... the truth is her on... by Veronica Roth

Fighting for survival in a shattered world... the truth is her only hope.

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

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

I knew by the way he looked at her that he held her in a higher regard than he held even himself. No selfishness or insecurity kept him from seeing the full extent of her goodeness, as it so often does with the rest of us. That kind of love may only be possible in Abnegation. I do not know. My father: Erudite-born, Abnegation-grown. He often found it difficult to live up to the demands of his chosen faction, just as I did. But he tried, and he knew true selflessness when he saw it.

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I know that I am birdlike, made narrow and small as if for taking flight, built straight-waisted and fragile. But when he touches me like he can't bear to take his hand away, I don't wish I was any different.

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Whoa there, Tobias," says the man to my left. "Weren't you raised a Stiff? I thought the most you people did was... graze hands or something." "Then how do you explain all the Abnegation children?" Tobias raises his eyebrows. "They are brought into being by sheer force of will," the woman on the arm of the chair interjects. "Didn't you know that, Tobias?" "No, I wasn't aware." He grins. "My apologies.

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