You nearly died today,' he says. 'I almost shot you. Why didn't you shoot me, Tris?''I couldn't do that,' I say. 'It would have been like shooting myself.'He looks pained and leans closer to me, so hi...
We are not people who touch each other carelessly; every point of contact between us feels important, a rush of energy and relief.
Chaos and destruction do tend to take away a person's dating possibilities.
I feel like myself, strong and weak at once - allowed, at least for a little while, to be both.
You chose us. Now we have to choose you.
Tris: What if I don't want to cut up aloe leaves?Rosethorn: Ask me if I what you want.
Now she looks pale and small, but her eyes make me think of wide- open skies that I have never actually seen, only dreamed of.
What did you do? I scream.You die, I die too.
It is impossible to erase my choices.
Every tattoo I got with them is a mark of their friendship, and almost every time I have laughed in this dark place was because of them. I don’t want to lose them. But I feel like I have already.
Simulation Tobias kisses my neck.I try to think. I have to face the fear. I have to take control of the situation and find a way to make it less frightening.I look Simulation Tobias in the eye and say...
It's not often real that you encounter the real person behind a good-natured mask, the darkest part of someone. It's not comfortable what you do.
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.
I laugh, and it's laughter, not light, that casts out the darkness building within me, that reminds me I am still alive, even in this strange place where everything I've ever known is coming apart.
Who cares about pretty? I'm going for noticeable.
Some things are hard to let go of.
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.
I touch her cheek to slow the kiss down, holding her mouth on mine so I can feel every place where our lips touch and every place where they pull away. I savor the air we share in the second afterward...
I understand why she did all those things, but that doesn't mean we aren't still broken.
Before I leave the bathroom, I pinch my cheeks hard to bring blood to the surface of my skin. It’s stupid, but I don’t want to look weak and exhausted in front of everyone.When I walk back into Tobias...
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