'Divergent' was my utopian world. I mean, that wasn't the plan. I never even set out to write dystopian fiction, that's just what I had when I was finished. At the beginning, I was just writing about a place I found interesting and a character with a compelling story, and as I began to build the world, I realized that it was my utopia.
Veronica RothMorning," I say. "Shh," she says. "If you don't acknowledge it, maybe it will go away.
Veronica RothI feel like someone is pressing me into a mold that does not fit my body, forcing me intothe wrong shape.
Veronica RothIt happened. It was awful. You aren't perfect. That's all there is. Don't confuse your grief with guilt.
Veronica RothWe're all right, you know,' he says quietly. 'You and me. Okay?' My chest aches, and I nod. 'Nothing else is all right.' His whisper tickles my cheek. 'But we are.
Veronica RothIt must be because you're so approachable", I say flatly. "You know, like a bed of nails." He stares at me, and I don't look away. He isn't a dog but the same rules apply. Looking away is submissive. Looking him in the eye is a challenge. It's my choice. Heat rushes into my cheeks. What will happen when this tension breaks? But he just says, "Careful, Tris.
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