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Veronica Roth

  • danielahas quoted2 years ago
    Abnegation, Candor, Erudite, Amity, or Dauntless?

    all of them🤩

  • danielahas quoted2 years ago
    They should perplex me. I should wonder what courage—which is the virtue they most value—has to do with a metal ring through your nostril. Instead my eyes cling to them wherever they go.
  • danielahas quoted2 years ago
    “Have a seat and get comfortable,” she says. “My name is Tori.”

    tori<3

  • danielahas quoted2 years ago
    I press air from my lungs and tip the contents of the vial into my mouth. My eyes close.
  • danielahas quoted2 years ago
    “Yes and no. My conclusion,” she explains, “is that you display equal aptitude for Abnegation, Dauntless, and Erudite. People who get this kind of result are…” She looks over her shoulder like she expects someone to appear behind her. “…are called… Divergent.”
  • danielahas quoted2 years ago
    Abnegation. Dauntless. Erudite.

    Divergent.
  • danielahas quoted2 years ago
    I open my eyes and thrust my arm out. My blood drips onto the carpet between the two bowls. Then, with a gasp I can’t contain, I shift my hand forward, and my blood sizzles on the coals.

    I am selfish. I am brave.
  • danielahas quoted2 years ago
    I don’t think. I just bend my knees and jump.
  • danielahas quoted2 years ago
    “He” is the young man attached to the hand I grabbed. He has a spare upper lip and a full lower lip.

    His eyes are so deep-set that his eyelashes touch the skin under his eyebrows, and they are dark blue, a dreaming, sleeping, waiting color.

    His hands grip my arms, but he releases me a moment after I stand upright again.
  • danielahas quoted2 years ago
    The boy—Four—looks over his shoulder and shouts, “First jumper—Tris!”
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