Veronica Roth’s “Divergent” Quotes (95 Quotes)



    He smiles in my memory. A curled lip. Straight teeth. Light in his eyes. Laughing, teasing, more alive in memory than I m in reality. It was him or me. I chose me. But I feel dead too.

    I hear my heartbeat. I have been looking at him too long, but then, he has been looking back, and I feel like we are both trying to say something the other can't hear, though I could be imagining it. Too long - and now even longer, my heart even louder, his tranquil eyes swallowing me whole.


    Sometimes crying or laughing are the only options left, and laughing feels better right now.


    We believe in ordinary acts of bravery, in the courage that drives one person to stand up for another.


    Hearing him talk about his mother, about his intact family, makes my chest hurt for a second, like someone pierced it with a needle.



    Sometimes I see him as just another person, and sometimes I feel the sight of him in my gut, like a deep ache.

    We kiss again and this time, it feels familiar. I know exactly how we fit together, his arm around my waist, my hands on his chest, the pressure of his lips on mine. We have each other memorized.

    Becoming fearless isn't the point. That's impossible. It's learning how to control your fear, and how to be free from it.

    His absence will haunt their hallways, and he will be a space they can't fill. And then time will pass, and the hole will be gone, like when an organ is removed and the body's fluids flow into the space it leaves. Humans can't tolerate emptiness for long.

    I kiss him as the train slides into unlit, uncertain land. I kiss him for as long as I want, for longer than I should, given that my brother sits three feet away from me.










    Decades ago, our ancestors realized that it is not just political ideology, religious belief, race, or nationalism that is to blame for a warring world. Rather, they determined that it was the fault of human personality - of humankind's inclination towards evil, in whatever form that is. They divided into factions that sought to eradicate those qualities they believed responsible for the world's disarray.

    Human beings as a whole cannot be good for long before the bad creeps back in and poisons us again.

    I note how calm she looks and how focused she is. She is well-practiced in the art of losing herself. I can't say the same of myself.

    Maybe there's more we all could have done, but we just have to let the guilt remind us to do better next time.



    Eric called Al's suicide brave, and he was wrong. My mother's death was brave. I remember how calm she was, how determined. It isn't just brave that she died for me; it is brave that she did it without announcing it, without hesitation, and without appearing to consider another option.


    I pause a second. He doesn't look at me the way Will, Christina, and Al sometimes do - like I am too small and too weak to be of any use, and they pity me for it.

    My father says that those who want power and get it live in terror of losing it. That's why we have to give power to those who do not want it.

    Suicide to them is an act of selfishness. Someone who is truly selfless does not think of himself often enough to desire death.


    Every faction conditions its members to think and act a certain way. And most people do it. For most people, it's not hard to learn, to find a pattern of thought that works and stay that way. But our minds move in a dozen different directions. We can't be confined to one way of thinking, and that terrifies our leaders. It means we can't be controlled. And it means that no matter what they do, we will always cause trouble for them.

    Human reason can excuse any evil; that is why it's so important that we don't rely on it.

    I settle into their pace. The uniform pounding of feet in my ears and the homogeneity of the people around me makes me believe that I could choose this. I could be subsumed into Abnegation's hive mind, projecting always outward.

    My heart beats so hard it hurts, and I can't scream and I can't breathe, but I also feel everything, every vein and every fiber, every bone and every nerve, all awake and buzzing in my body as if charged with electricity. I am pure adrenaline.


    When I look at the Abnegation lifestyle as an outsider, I think it's beautiful. When I watch my family move in harmony; when we go to dinner parties and everyone cleans together afterward without having to be asked; when I see Caleb help strangers carry their groceries, I fall in love with this life all over again.

    Everything - our houses, our clothes, our hairstyles - is meant to help us forget ourselves and to protect us from vanity, greed and envy, which are just forms of selfishness. If we have little, and want for little, and we are all equal, we envy no one.


    I stare at him. I feel my heartbeat everywhere, even in my toes. I feel like doing something bold, but I could just as easily walk away. I am not sure which option is smarter, or better. I am not sure that I care.

    My problem might be that even if I did go home, I wouldn't belong there, among people who give without thinking and care without trying.




    I am fed up. I am fed up with tears and weakness. But there isn't much i can do to stop them.


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