I was so afraid that we would just keep colliding over and over again if we stayed together, and that eventually the impact would break me. But now I know I am like the blade and he is like the whetstone- I am too strong to break so easily, and I become better, sharper, every time I touch him.
Veronica RothI am no longer Tris, the selfless, or Tris, the brave. I suppose that now, I must become more than either.
Veronica RothIt 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.
Veronica RothI should probably be afraid. But instead a hysterical laugh bubbles inside me, because I just remembered something: Maybe I canโt hold a gun. But I have a knife in my back pocket.
Veronica RothFour grabs a bar with each hand and pulls himself up, easy, like he's sitting up in bed. But he is not comfortable or natural here--- every muscle in his arm stands out. it is a stupid thing for me to think when I am one hundred feet off the ground.
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