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  • #1
    Colleen Hoover
    “I feel like everyone fakes who they are, when deep down we're all equal amounts of screwed up. Some of us are just better at hiding it than others”
    Colleen Hoover, It Ends with Us

  • #2
    Veronica Roth
    “We believe in ordinary acts of bravery, in the courage that drives one person to stand up for another.”
    Veronica Roth, Divergent

  • #3
    Veronica Roth
    “I might be in love with you." He smiles a little. "I'm waiting until I'm sure to tell you, though.”
    Veronica Roth, Divergent

  • #4
    Veronica Roth
    “Peter would probably throw a party if I stopped breathing.'

    'Well,' he says, 'I would only go if there was cake.”
    Veronica Roth, Divergent

  • #5
    Veronica Roth
    “...there is power in self-sacrifice.”
    Veronica Roth, Divergent

  • #6
    Veronica Roth
    “You know, most boys would enjoy being trapped in close quarters with a girl." I roll my eyes.
    "Not claustrophobic people, Tris.”
    Veronica Roth, Divergent

  • #7
    Veronica Roth
    “Learning how to think in the midst of fear is a lesson that everyone needs to learn.”
    Veronica Roth, Divergent

  • #8
    Veronica Roth
    “Do the elevators work?" I ask Uriah, as quietly as I can. "Sure they do." says Zeke, rolling his eyes, "You think I'm stupid enough not to come here early and turn on the emergency generator?"
    "Yeah," says Uriah. "I kinda do.”
    Veronica Roth, Divergent

  • #9
    Veronica Roth
    “And I'm the kind of person who does not let inconsequential things like boys and near death experiences stop her.”
    Veronica Roth, Divergent

  • #10
    Veronica Roth
    “Then everyone can call you Six.”
    “Four and Six,” I say.”
    Veronica Roth, Divergent

  • #11
    Veronica Roth
    “It is more important for you to be safe than right, for the time being. Understand? (...) But please, when you see an opportunity...ruin them”
    Veronica Roth, Divergent

  • #12
    Veronica Roth
    “I pull my foot back again, but Four's hands clamp around my arms, and he pulls me away from her with irresistible force. I breathe through gritted teeth, staring at Molly's blood-covered face, the color deep and rich and beautiful, in a way. She groans, and I hear a gurgling in her throat, watch blood trickle from her lips. "You won," Four mutters. "Stop." I wipe the sweat from my forehead. He stares at me. His eyes too wide; they look alarmed. "I think you should leave," he says. "Take a walk." I'm fine," I say. "I'm fine now," I say again, this time for myself.

    I wish I could say I felt guilty for what I did.

    I don't.”
    Veronica Roth, Divergent



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