My Tris should look pale and small--she is pale and small, after all--but instead the room is full of her.

I started writing because I decided I was too old to play pretend in the backyard. Then I found that I could create those imaginary worlds on the page.

I can't tell him I need him. I can't need him, period -- or really, we can't need each other, because who knows how long either of us will last in this war?

We believe in bravery. We believe in taking action. We believe in freedom from fear and in acquiring the skills to force the bad out of our world so that the good can prosper and thrive. If you also believe in those things, we welcome you.

If you are really one of us, it won't matter to you that you might fail. And if it does, you are a coward.

Killing you is not the worst thing they can do to you," I say. "Controlling you is.

Then everyone can call you Six.” “Four and Six,” I say.