To find that place between what I want and what I think is wise.

It's strange how time can make a place shrink, make its strangeness ordinary.

I could never hurt him enough to make his betrayal stop hurting. And it hurts, in every part of my body.

I'm a fairly religious person, so I believe in some things that sound a little crazy I'm sure, depending on where you're standing. I believe in leaving room for things that you can't explain in the universe, and you don't have to be religious to leave room for those things.

The Dauthless have the wierdest slang. Pansycake, Nose...is there a term for The Candor?" "Of course."Uriah grins."Jerks

It happened. It was awful. You aren't perfect. That's all there is. Don't confuse your grief with guilt.

That's why you like me!' I exclaim. 'Because you're not nice either! It makes so much more sense now.' 'Come on,' he says. 'We're going to see Johanna.' 'I like you, too.' 'That's encouraging,' he replies flatly. 'Come on. Oh for God's sake. I'll just carry you.