I look out the window again, taking slow, deep breaths into a body too tense to move. And as I stare out at the land, I think that this, if nothing else, is compelling evidence for my parentsโ God, that our world is so massive that it is completely out of our control, that we cannot possibly be as large as we feel. -Tris Prior
Veronica RothI canโt answer either question. But the look she gives me reminds me of the look in the attack dogโs eyes in the aptitude test โ a vicious, predatory stare. She wants to rip me to pieces. I canโt lie down in submission now. I have become an attack dog too.
Veronica Roth