I note how calm she looks and how focused she is. She is well-practiced in the art of losing herself. I can't say the same of myself.

she’s not pretty, that word is too small. She is not like the girls I used to stare at, all bend and curve and softness. She is small but strong, and her bright eyes demand attention. Looking at her is like waking up.

I love 'Harry Potter.' I'm a huge nerd - I would dress up if I could.

My mother told me once that we can't survive alone, but even if we could, we wouldn't want to. Without a faction we have no purpose and no reason to live.

I know I belong in Dauntless because everything I did in that aptitude test told me so. I'm loyal to my faction for that reason -- because there's nowhere else I could possibly be. But her? And you?" She shakes her head. "I have no idea who you're loyal to. And I'm not going to pretend like everything's okay.

He is strong, and lithe, and certain. And he is mine.

Being honest doesn't mean you say whatever you want, wherever you want. It means that what you choose to say is true.