I feel the monster of grief again, writhing in the empty space where my heart and stomach used to be. I gasp, pressing both palms to my chest. Now the monstrous thing has its claws around my throat, squeezing my airway. I twist and put my head between my knees, breathing until the strangled feeling leaves me.
Veronica RothWe've all started to put down the virtues of the other factions in the process of bolstering our own. I don't want to do that. I want to be brave, and selfless, and smart, and kind, and honest." He clears his throat. "I continually struggle with kindness.
Veronica RothWhat's this about flashing underwear?" says Uriah, sidestepping a bunk. "Whatever it is, I'm in.
Veronica RothIโd ask you to hang out with us, but youโre not supposed to see me this way.โโฆ โWhat way?โ I ask. โDrunk?โ โYeahโฆwell, no.โ His voice softens. โReal, I guess.โ โIโll pretend I didnโt.โ โNice of you.โ He puts his lips next to my ear and says, โYou look good, Tris.โโฆ I laugh. โDo me a favor and stay away from the chasm, okay?โ โOf course.โ He winks at me.
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