Be careful, though." "Aren't I always?" "No, I think the word for how you usually are is 'reckless.

We believe that preparation eradicates cowardice, which we define as the failure to act in the midst of fear.

I wonder if fears ever really go away, or if they just lose their power over us.

I love you." He frowns. "Say it again." "Tobias," I say. "I love you.

No need to continually insist upon your unshakable masculinity.

But when I do feel all the strength go out of me, and I fall to my knees beside the table and I think I cry, then, or at least I want to, and everything inside me screams for just one more kiss, one more word, one more glance, one more.

Tris.” I keep staring. “Tris.” I finally look at him. “I just don’t want to lose you.