Let me get this straight. So you left the Dauntless compound to get ready for war... and took your makeup bag with you?" "Yep. Figured it would be harder for anyone to shoot me if they saw how devastatingly attractive I was.

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

"You die, I die too.” Tobias looks over his shoulder at me. “I asked you not to do this. You made your decision. These are the repercussions."

I understand why she did all those things, but that doesn't mean we aren't still broken.

You don’t believe things because they make your life better, you believe them because they’re true.

You were afraid of shooting people?" "No," I say. "I was afraid of my considerable capacity to kill." How many young men fear that there is a monster inside of them?

He pus his lips next to my ear and says, “You look good, Tris.