Divergent Book Quotes Novels & Stories

I read the book to her so many times that she would know it as well as the next lines. “And humanity is as the ocean, a few drops that are dirty, do not make the whole ocean dirty. A few drops that are dirty, do make that ocean tainted” She says with tears as she recites it. Salvatore looks at us both and smirks knowing that it is from some book. It was never what he connected to Avery on but the quote is easily understood. Looking at my children I understand the decisions she made. She was wrong to lie but she knew that I told her to save them long ago.

' My Daemon warned me and then retreated into the confines of my mind. ************ Note: Don't forget to like, comment, and share the book! This really helps it grow on the platform

I fell to my knees and to the ground, losing all consciousness. My long lashes fluttered weakly against each other once more before they gave up and I felt myself being carried away by strong hands. Everything is over now. It was all gone. ****Author's note**** Please leave a vote and your thoughts. 'Everything is over now.' Do you believe that is true? Anyways, from the quote of Hermann Hesse "Who would be born must first destroy a world.” Chapter Soundtrack: Ghost town by Benson Boone

Yet as I stood there, given my state of mind, I could not think of anything else but just the though of flying. I closed my eyes and felt the breeze and the warmth of the sun beneath my face. It was relaxing. I wanted to feel that peace forever. I didn't know how long I was standing still. I just wanted to feel the most alive for the last time, savor every bits of earth until I finally say goodbye. There was my favorite quote from Girl Interrupted, it says, "When you don't want to feel, death can seem like a dream. But, seeing death, really seeing it, makes dreaming about it fucking ridiculous."

“Is it from Harry Potter?” A split-second look that’s half-impatient and half-disgusted passes over Ms. Perfect’s face. They’ve been going back and forth over her Double Vision Board for more than a month now. “What? Noooo. It’s a quote Sigmund Freud used in the beginning of his book The Interpretation of Dreams. It translates to: 'If I cannot deflect the will of heaven, then I shall move hell.'”

Just two lines: I'm finally giving you the divorce you badly wanted. Consider yourself free. The paper slipped from my fingers, fluttering down to land face up on the desk like a dead thing. It burned. The words seared themselves onto my retinas. You badly wanted. Consider yourself free. A strange, hollow ringing started in my ears. The silence of the house pressed in, suddenly suffocating. Free? This was freedom? This void?

Recognition slammed into me. I had seen this before. Not in my waking life. But in my dreams. The book called to me, its energy crackling beneath my fingertips as I turned the first page. A single passage was written there, in a language I shouldn’t have understood— But somehow, I did. “She who walks between light and shadow shall awaken the storm.” The words burned themselves into my mind, into my soul. Luca’s voice was tight. “What does it say?” I turned to him, my hands trembling.

I said slowly, my voice barely a whisper. Davina’s eyes widened, just a fraction, but it was enough for me to notice. “Go on,” she urged, her voice sharper than before. I pressed forward, struggling to pull the meaning from the shifting symbols. “It says something about… the chosen one… the one who walks in light yet is born of shadow.” The room seemed to grow colder, a strange tension filling the air. Davina’s face was unreadable, her gaze fixed on me. “Enough,” she said, her voice low. She reached forward, closing the book with a snap.

Their expression was calm but tinged with urgency. “You’ve come far,” the stranger said, their voice layered with echoes that reverberated through the very fabric of the room. “But your journey is far from over.” “I’m tired of riddles,” Jessica shot back, her voice rising slightly. “Tell me what I need to do.” The stranger tilted their head slightly, as though considering the question. “Do? There’s nothing left to *do*. Only to decide.” Before she could respond, the books began to fall from the shelves, each landing open at her feet. Pages flipped rapidly, revealing fragments of lives lived and lost, choices made and undone. Some showed moments of triumph; others depicted failures so profoun

“And don’t even get me started on Nicholas Sparks books and Nora Roberts. What do they know about love? I’ll tell you – nothing, nada. Delusional little people. Ugh. Do you want to know about love? I’ll tell you – it sucks! S-U-C-K-S. It is stupid and you should never love again. No one should ever love again.” Evan whispered to Zivah in a low tone. “Do we have to stay here?” Zivah nodded. “Yes, at least now she’s talking to us. Yesterday she was talking to the Ice cream tub, complaining about how those love quotes are all lies and the whole world is filled with hate.” She paused, pointing at the two empty Ice cream tubs. “She ate it all. In one sitting. That’s DEFCON 2.” “What’s DEFCON 1?”