Veronica Roth Quotes About Lying

Quotes about: Lying

• Lies require commitment.

  Veronica Roth

  Lying, Commitment

• I fell in love with him. But I don't just stay with him by default as if there's no one else available to me. I stay with him because I choose to, every day that I wake up, every day that we fight or lie to each other or disappoint each other. I choose him over and over again, and he chooses me.

  Veronica Roth

  Love, Lying, Fighting

  "Allegiant". Book by Veronica Roth, October 22, 2013.

• For me, it feels like driving from truth into a lie, from adulthood to childhoold. I watch the land of pavement and glass and metal turn into an empty field. The snow is falling softly now, and I can faintly see the city's skyline up ahead, the buildings just a shade darker than the clouds.

  Veronica Roth

  Lying, Fall, Glasses

• I can’t answer either question. But the look she gives me reminds me of the look in the attack dog’s eyes in the aptitude test – a vicious, predatory stare. She wants to rip me to pieces. I can’t lie down in submission now. I have become an attack dog too.

  Veronica Roth

  Dog, Rip, Lying

• The theory is that if you spill all your secrets, you'll have no desire to lie about anything, ever again. Like the worst about you is already in the open, so why not just be honest?

  Veronica Roth

  Lying, Secret, Desire

• He doesn’t scowl, but his mouth is so tense that I know he’s angry with me. 'Don’t be an idiot,' he says. 'An idiot?' Is he talking about the blanket? 'You were lying.

  Veronica Roth

  Lying, Talking, Mouths

• But there's so much that was a lie, it's hard to figure out what was true, what was real, what matters.

  Veronica Roth

  Real, Lying, What Matters

• I try to catch my breath and calm myself down, but it isn't easy. I was dead. I was dead, and then i wasn't, and why? Because of Peter? Peter? I stare at him. He still looks so innocent, despite all that he has done to prove that he is not. His hair lies smooth against his head, shiny and dark, like we didn't just run for a mile at full speed. His round eyes scan the stairwell and then rest on my face. "What?" he says. "Why are you looking at me like that?" " How did you do it?" I say.

  Veronica Roth

  Running, Lying, Eye

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