The Candor sing the praises of the truth, but they never tell you how much it costs.

I get up, because I’m supposed to, but if it were up to me, I’d stay in my seat for the rest of time.

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

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

This is how we came by our factions: Candor, Erudite, Amity, Abnegation and Dauntless." Max smiles. "In them we find administrators and teachers and counselors and leaders and protectors. In them we find our sense of belonging, our sense of community, our very lives.

Little girl, he called me. A little girl who is stressed out to the point of paranoia. That is not me, but now, it's who the Candor think I am.

Why are you constantly escorting me places?” I say. “Isn’t there a depraved activity you’re supposed to be taking part in? Kicking puppies or spying on girls while they change, or something?