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“Je crois que c'est toi qui ment. Tu prétends que tu m'aimes et que tu me fais confiance, mais à la seconde où cette confiance, cet amour, sont mis à l'épreuve, tout ça part en fumée. Alors Tobias, c'est toi qui devait me mentir en me disant tout ça. C'est toi car je ne veux pas croire que ce prétendu amour soit si fragile. Je suis toujours celle qui aurait préféré mourir plutôt que te tuer. Je suis exactement celle que tu crois. Et je sais que cette information va tout changer. Elle va changer tout ce qu'on a fait et tout ces qu'on s'apprête à faire." - Tris à Tobias, Divergente (T2- L'insurrection),”

“I laugh, and it’s laughter, not light, that casts out the darkness building within me, that reminds me I am still alive, even in this strange place where everything I’ve ever known is coming apart. I know some things—I know that I’m not alone, that I have friends, that I’m in love. I know where I came from. I know that I don’t want to die, and for me, that’s something—more than I could have said a few weeks ago.”

“He must have stood there for a long time, making a list of all the terrible things he had done—almost killinng me was one of those thingss—and another list of all the good, heroic, brave things he had not done, and then decided that he was tired. Tired, not just of living, but of existing. Tired of being Al.”

“I don't have the right word for how she looks, but even now, with parts of her face swollen and discolored, there's something striking about her, something I haven't seen before. In that moment I'm able to accept the inevitability of how I feel, though not with joy. I need to talk to someone. I need to trust someone. And for whatever reason, I know, I know it's her. I'll have to start by telling her my name.”

“I have something I need to tell you," he says. I run my fingers along the tendons in his hands and look back at him. "I might be in love with you." He smiles a little. "I'm waiting until I'm sure to tell you, though." "That's sensible of you," I say, smiling too. "We should find some paper so you can make a list or a chart or something." I feel his laughter against my side, his nose sliding along my jaw, his lips pressing my ear. "Maybe I'm already sure," he says, "and I just don't want to frighten you." I laugh a little. "Then you should know better." "Fine," he says. "Then I love you.”