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  • #1
    Veronica Roth
    “What did you do?” I mumble. He is just a few feet away from me now, but not close enough to hear me. As he passes me he stretches out his hand. He wraps it around my palm and squeezes. Squeezes, then lets go. His eyes are bloodshot; he is pale. “What did you do?” This time the question tears from my throat like a growl. I throw myself toward him, struggling against Peter’s grip, though his hands chafe. “What did you do?” I scream. “You die, I die too” Tobias looks over his shoulder at me. “I asked you not to do this. You made your decision. These are the repercussions.”
    Veronica Roth

  • #2
    Veronica Roth
    “I read somewhere, one, that crying defies scientific explanation. Tears are only meant to lubricate the eyes. There is no real reason for tear glands to overproduce tears at the behest of emotion.
    I think we cry to release the animal parts of us without losing our humanity. Because inside of me is a beast that snarls, and growls, and strains toward freedom, toward Tobias, and, above all, towards life. And as hard as I try, I cannot kill it.”
    Veronica Roth, Insurgent

  • #3
    Veronica Roth
    “I love Tris the Divergent, who makes decisions apart from faction loyalty, who isn’t some faction archetype. But the Tris who’s trying as hard as she can to destroy herself … I can’t love her.”
    I want to scream. But not because I’m angry, because I’m afraid he’s right. My hands shake and I grab the hem of my shirt to steady them.
    He touches his forehead to mine and closes his eyes. “I believe you’re still in there,” he says against my mouth. “Come back.”
    Veronica Roth , Insurgent

  • #4
    Veronica Roth
    “I’m not important. Everyone will do just fine without me,” I say.
    “Who cares about everyone? What about me?”
    Veronica Roth, Insurgent

  • #5
    Veronica Roth
    “I’ll be your family now,” he says.
    “I love you,” I say.
    I said that once, before I went to Erudite headquarters, but he was asleep then. I don’t know why I didn’t say it when he could hear it. Maybe I was afraid to trust him with something so personal as my devotion. Or afraid that I did not know what it was to love someone. But now I think the scary thing was not saying it before it was almost too late. Not saying it before it was almost too late for me.
    I am his, and he is mine, and it has been that way all along.
    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.”
    His skin is slippery with water and he smells like sweat and my shirt sticks to his arms when he slides them around me. He presses his face to my neck and kisses me right above the collarbone, kisses my cheek, kisses my lips.
    “I love you, too,” he says.”
    Veronica Roth, Insurgent

  • #6
    Veronica Roth
    “I am his, and he is mine, and it has been that way all along.”
    Veronica Roth, Insurgent

  • #7
    Veronica Roth
    “I can't tell him I need him. I can't need him, period -- or really, we can't need each other, because who knows how long either of us will last in this war?”
    Veronica Roth, Insurgent

  • #8
    Veronica Roth
    “Insurgent, he says. Noun. A person who acts in opposition to the established authority, who is not necessarily regarded as a belligerent.”
    Veronica Roth, Insurgent

  • #9
    Gayle Forman
    “She looks at me, square in the eye. Taking aim. And then she pulls the trigger. “Because I hated you.”
    The wind, the noise, it all just goes quiet for a second, and I’m left with a dull ringing in my ear, like after a show, like after a heart monitor goes to flatline.
    “Hated me? Why?”
    “You made me stay.” She says it quietly, and it almost gets lost in the wind and the traffic and I’m not sure I heard her. But then she repeats it louder this time. “You made me stay!”
    And there it is. A hollow blown through my heart, confirming what some part of me has always known.
    She knows.
    Gayle Forman, Where She Went

  • #10
    John Green
    “Maybe 'okay' will be our 'always”
    John Green, The Fault in Our Stars

  • #11
    Suzanne Collins
    “I don't want you forgetting how different our circumstaces are. If you die, and I live, there's no life for me at all back in District Twelve. You're my whole life." Peeta says. "I would never be happy again. It's different for you. I'm not saying it wouldn't be hard. But there are other people who'd make your life worth living."

    "No one really needs me," he says, and there's no selfpity in his voice. It's true his family doesn't need him. They will mourn him, as will a handfull of friends. But they will get on.... I realise only one person will be damaged beyond repair if Peeta dies. Me.

    "I do," I say. "I need you.”
    Suzanne Collins, Catching Fire

  • #12
    “He's standing right in front of me and I miss him like I haven't seen him in years.”
    Tahereh Mafi, Unravel Me

  • #13
    Kiera Cass
    “Close your eyes, Maxon."
    "What?"
    "Close your eyes.
    Somewhere in this palace, there is a woman who will be your wife. This girl? Imagine that she depends on you. She needs you to cherish her and make her feel like the Selection didn't even happen. Like if you were dropped in your own out in the middle of the country to wander around door to door, she's still the one you would have found. She was always the one you would have picked. She needs you to provide for her and protect her. And if it came to a point where there was absolutely nothing to eat, and you couldn't even fall asleep at night because the sound of her stomach growling kept you awake—"
    "Stop it!"
    "Sorry."
    "Is that really what it's like? Out there... does that happen? Are people hungry like that a lot?"
    "Maxon, I..."
    "Tell me the truth."
    "Yes. That happens. I know of families where people give up their share for their children or siblings. I know of a boy who was whipped in the town square for stealing food. Sometimes you do crazy things when you are desperate."
    "A boy? How old?"
    "Nine."
    "Have you ever been like that? Starving?...How bad?"
    "Maxon, it will only upset you more."
    "Probably, but I'm only starting to realize how much I don't know about my own country. Please."
    "We've been pretty bad. Most time if it gets to where we have to choose, we keep the food and lose electricity. The worst was when it happened near Christmas one year. May didn't understand why we couldn't exchange gifts. As a general rule, there are never any leftovers at my house. Someone always wants more. I know the checks we've gotten over the last few weeks have really helped, and my family is really smart about money. I'm sure they have already tucked it away so it will stretch out for a long time. You've done so much for us, Maxon."
    "Good God. When you said that you were only here for the food, you weren't kidding, were you?"
    "Really, Maxon, we've been doing pretty well lately. I—"
    "I'll see you at dinner.”
    Kiera Cass, The Selection

  • #14
    Gerard Way
    “I'm just a man, not a hero. just a boy, who wants to sing this song.”
    Gerard Way



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