His hands skim my bare arms. โJust bounce a little when you walk,โ he says, kissing my forehead, โand pretend youโre afraid of their gunsโ โanother kiss between my eyebrowsโ โand act like the shrinking violet you could never be โโa kiss on my cheekโ โand youโll be fine.
Veronica RothI wake wondering how I did not notice, every day I sat across from her at the breakfast table, that she was full to bursting with Dauntless energy. Was it because she hid it well? Or was it because I wasn't looking?
Veronica RothNo one's perfect," I whisper. "It doesn't work that way. One bad thing goes away, and another bad thing replaces it." I traded cowardice for cruelty; I traded weakness for ferocity.
Veronica RothIt doesn't prove anything except that you're bullying us. Which, as I recall, is a sign of cowardice.
Veronica RothWhat do--" Tobias's voice. Tobias! "Oh my God. Oh--" "Spare me your blubbering, okay? Peter says. "She's not dead; she's just paralyzed. It'll only last for about a minute. Now get ready to run." I don't understand. How does Peter know? "Let me carry her," Tobias says. "No. You're a better shot than I am. Take my gun. I'll carry her.
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