How strange that something so simple could have been instrumental in my decision to ruin one of my most relationships and friendships, and damage another.

I'm going to stop a revolution,'' I say. I turn right, and Peter follows me.

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

I was born for Abegnation. I was planning on leaving Dauntless, and becoming factionless. But then I met 'her', and...I felt like maybe I could make something more of my decision.

He moves his thumb in a slow circle over the back of my hand. It is meant to comfort me, but it frustrates me instead. I need to talk to him. I need to look at him.

I suppose everything is bound to look different when you aren't on your way to die.

You don't have to tell me everything right away, but I have to tell you everything right away? Can't you see how stupid that is?