I want people to come away from my book with questions. Questions about virtue and goodness. Not answers.
Veronica RothInsurgent, he says. Noun. A person who acts in opposition to the established authority, who is not necessarily regarded as a belligerent.
Veronica RothThat dot covers all the places we've ever been. You could cut that piece of land out of the ground and sing it into this ocean and no one would even notice. I feel that fear again, the fear of my own size. 'Right. So?' 'So? So everything I've ever worried about or said or done, how can it possibly matter?' He shakes his head. 'It doesn't.' 'Of course it does,' I say, 'All that land is filled with people, every one of them different, and the things they do to each other matter.
Veronica RothThat night we push our cots just a little closer together, and look into each other's eyes in the moments before we fall asleep. When he finally drifts off, our fingers are twisted together in the space between the beds. I smile a little, and let myself go.
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