But now, I am also learning this: we can be mended. We mend each other.

What's worse: to be idle while someone dies, or to be exiled and empty-handed?

I smirk as Peter misses again. I can't help myself. "Hey, Peter," I say, " Remember what a target is?

It's wrong," he says. "It doesn't matter if your parents are in a better place, they aren't here with you, and that's wrong, Tris. It shouldn't have happened. It shouldn't have happened to you. And anyone who tells you it's okay is a liar.

It would be nice if life worked this way, stripping the dirt from our lives and sending us back out into the world clean. But some dirt is destined to lingered.

What did you do, memorize a map of the city for fun?” says Christina. “Yes,” says Will, looking puzzled. “Didn’t you?

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