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.
I am collecting the lessons each faction has to teach me, and storing them in my mind like a guidebook for moving through the world. There is always somthing to learn, always somthing that is importan...
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.
Okay, okay. I set my hand on top of his and guide it to my chest, so it’s right over my heart. Feel my heartbeat. Can you feel it?Yes.Feel how steady it is?It’s fast.Yes, well, that has nothing to do...
Life damages us, every one. We can't escape that damage.
But that wasn´t the first time I ever saw her. I saw her in the hallways at school, and at my mother’s false funeral, and walking the sidewalks in the Abnegation sector. I saw her, but I didn’t see he...
My dear girl. I am his family. I am permanent. You are only temporary.
Then his eyes focus on something over my shoulder, and he starts walking. I turn to see Uriah jogging from the elevator bank. He is grinning.Heard a rumor you were a dirty traitor, Uriah says.Yeah, wh...
It happened. It was awful. You aren't perfect. That's all there is. Don't confuse your grief with guilt.
Humans can't tolerate emptiness for long.
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
Everything - our houses, our clothes, our hairstyles - is meant to help us forget ourselves and to protect us from vanity, greed and envy, which are just forms of selfishness. If we have little, and w...
I think you're still the only person sharp enough to sharpen someone like me.
THE SERUM WEARS off five hours later, when the sun is just beginning to set. Tobias shut me in my room for the rest of the day, checking on me every hour. This time when he comes in, I am sitting on t...
Take a person’s memories, and you change who they are.
I'm going to shoot a muffin off Marlene's head.
He holds my face in both hands and kisses me back. I press into the distance between us until it is gone, crushing the secrets we have kept and the suspicions we have harbored-for good, I hope.
He hooks a thumb in one of his belt loops and says, How are you, Beatrice? Did you just call me ? Thought I would give it a try. He smiles. Not good? Maybe on special occasions only. Initiation days,...
Killing you is not the worst thing they can do to you, I say. Controlling you is.
How have I never realized before that for all the strong, kind parts of him, there are also hurting, broken parts?
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