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“I pout my lower lip for a second, but then I grin as the pieces come together.
"That's why you like me!" I exclaim. "Because you're not very nice either! It makes so much more sense now.”
― Veronica Roth, Insurgent

“Insurgent, he says. Noun. A person who acts in opposition to the established authority, who is not necessarily regarded as a belligerent.”
― Veronica Roth, Insurgent

“Whoa there, Tobias," says the man to my left. "Weren't you raised a Stiff? I thought the most you people did was... graze hands or something."
"Then how do you explain all the Abnegation children?" Tobias raises his eyebrows.
"They are brought into being by sheer force of will," the woman on the arm of the chair interjects. "Didn't you know that, Tobias?"
"No, I wasn't aware." He grins. "My apologies.”
― Veronica Roth, Insurgent

“Sometimes I still forget to look for the gentler parts of her. For so long all I saw was the strength, standing out like the wiry muscles in her arms or the black ink marking her collarbone with flight.”
― Veronica Roth, Allegiant

“He slides his hand over my cheek, one finger anchored behind my ear. Then he tilts his head down and kisses me, sending a warm ache through my body. I wrap my hands around his arm, holding him there as long as I can. When he touches me, the hollowed-out feeling in my chest and stomach is not as noticeable.”
― Veronica Roth, Insurgent

“I'll be your family now," he says.
"I love you," I say. (....)
He stares at me. I wait with my hands clutching his arms for stability as he considers his response.
He frowns at me. "Say it again."
"Tobias," I say, "I love you.”
― Veronica Roth, Insurgent

“You die, I die too.”
― Veronica Roth, Insurgent

“What did you do?â€� I mumble. He is just a few feet away from me now, but not close enough to hear me. As he passes me he stretches out his hand. He wraps it around my palm and squeezes. Squeezes, then lets go. His eyes are bloodshot; he is pale. “What did you do?â€� This time the question tears from my throat like a growl. I throw myself toward him, struggling against Peter’s grip, though his hands chafe. “What did you do?â€� I scream. “You die, I die tooâ€� Tobias looks over his shoulder at me. “I asked you not to do this. You made your decision. These are the repercussions.”
― Veronica Roth

“One choice can transform you.
One choice can destroy you.
Once choice will define you.”
― Veronica Roth

“Crying defies scientific explanation. Tears are only meant to lubricate the eyes. There is no real reason for tear glands to overproduce tears at the behest of emotion.”
― Veronica Roth, Insurgent

“What did you do?" I scream.
"You die, I die too.”
― Veronica Roth, Insurgent

“One thing I know: For helping me forget how awful the world is, I prefer her to alcohol.”
― Veronica Roth, Four: A Divergent Story Collection

“Tris," he says. "What did they do to you? You're acting like a lunatic."
"That's not very nice of you to say," I say. "They put me in a good mood, that's all. And now I really want to kiss you, so if you could just relax-”
― Veronica Roth, Insurgent

“You're too important to just... die.”
― Veronica Roth, Insurgent

“Tobias," I say anyway. My hands shake, but not from fear this timeâ€� from anger. "Where is he? What are you doing to him?"
"I see no reason to provide that information," says Jeanine...

I make my voice flat and factual, like hers. "I see no reason to provide that information."
I hear a faint snort. Peter is covering his mouth. Jeanine glares at him, and his laughter effortlessly transforms into a coughing fit.
"Mockery is childish, Beatrice," she says. "It does not become you."
"Mockery is childish, Beatrice," I repeat in my best imitation of her voice. "It does not become you."”
― Veronica Roth, Insurgent

“He holds my face in both hands and kisses me back. I press into the distance between us until it is gone, crushing the secrets we have kept and the suspicions we have harbored-for good, I hope.”
― Veronica Roth, Insurgent

“I'll be your family now." ~ Tobis 'Four”
― Veronica Roth, Insurgent

“What is wrong with you?' I shake my head. 'Pull it together.'
And that's what it feels like: pulling the different parts of me up and in like a shoelace. I feel suffocated, but at least I feel strong.”
― Veronica Roth

“I think that you are the liar!" I say, my voice quaking.
"You tell me you love me, you trust me, you think I'm more perceptive than the average person. And the first second that belief in my perceptiveness, that trust, that love is put to the test, it falls apart." I am crying now, but I am not ashamed of the tears shining on my cheeks or the thickness of my voice. "So you must have lied when you told me all those things... you must have, because I can't believe your love is really that feeble.”
― Veronica Roth

“I don’t know what world you live in, but in mine, people only do things for you for one of two reasons. The first is if they want something in return. And the second is if they feel like they owe you something.”
― Veronica Roth

“She tries to turn too soon, and the ladder smacks into Fernando's shoulder.
"Oh! Sorry, Nando."
The jolt knocks his glasses askew. He smiles at Christina and takes the glasses off, shoving them into his pocket.
"Nando?" I say to him. "I thought the Erudite didn't like nicknames?"
"When a pretty girl calls you by a nickname," he says, "it is only logical to respond to it.”
― Veronica Roth

“Don’t tell me you’re going to eat a mashed-potato sandwich”
― Veronica Roth

“I don't know if you know this," Tobias says, "but Edward is a little unstable."
"I'm getting that," I say.
"That Drew guy who helped Peter perform that butterknife maneuver," Tobias says. "Apparently when he got kicked out of Dauntless, he tried to join the same group of factionless Edward was a part of. Notice that you haven't seen Drew anywhere.”
― Veronica Roth

“Which means that in order to defeat her, I have to think of a way to defeat myself. And how can I be a better fighter than myself, if she knows the same strategies I know, and is exactly as resourceful and clever as I am?”
― Veronica Roth

“Some version of this story has repeated itself throughout the world over the last century. A cast of political outsiders, including Adolf Hitler, Getulio Vargas in Brazil, Alberto Fujimori in Peru, and Hugo Chavez in Venezuela, came to power on the same path: from the inside, via elections or alliances with powerful political figures. In each instance, elites believed the invitation to power would contain the outsider, leading to a restoration of control by mainstream politicians. But their plans backfired. A lethal mix of ambition, fear, and miscalculation conspired to lead them to the same fateful mistake: willingly handing over the keys of power to an autocrat-in-the-making.
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If a charismatic outsider emerges on the scene, gaining popularity as he challenges the old order, it is tempting for establishment politicians who feel their control is unraveling to try to co-opt him. â€� And then, establishment politicians hope, the insurgent can be redirected to support their own program. This sort of devil’s bargain often mutates to the benefit of the insurgent â€�”
― Steven Levitsky, How Democracies Die: What History Reveals About Our Future

“I liked some things and hated some things, and there were things I didn't know I had until I lost them.”
― Veronica Roth, Insurgent

“Una elección...
Que se convierte en sacrificio.
Un sacrificio...
Que se convierte en pérdida.
Una pérdida...
Que se convierte en carga.
Una carga...
Que se convierte en batalla.
Una sola elección puede destruirte.”
― Veronica Roth, Insurgent

“Um," Michael said, “Wellâ€� the reason I have become an INSURGENT, as you call it, is because you guys have always been telling us to recreate the past, which has been difficult because history hates me---I’m an African American. Also, although you tried to recreate good things in history---such as Dolly the sheep----it does not seem super beneficial, because you guys are moving BACKWARDS INTO the past, but you are not using past experiences to move FORWARD into the PRESENT in order to perfect the future.”
― Lucy Carter, The Reformation

“The meeting ended early. At first, I was infuriated with being called a liability. First INSURGENT, and now liability. It almost appeared as if we were relegated to lower statuses, even objectified. Eventually, I found it to be a compliment. Even though the word liability sounds as if it has the word lie in it, I knew that I was not lying to myself. In this case, by being a liability, I was staying true to my beliefs.”
― Lucy Carter, The Reformation

“Our nation was born from insurgency.”
― Tanner Cook, The Way of Free Men: A Manual for Resisting Tyranny