He's one of the last friends I have," she says, her voice breaking. "I don't know if I'll ever be able to look at you the same way again.

It reminds me why I chose Dauntless in the first place: not because they are perfect, but because they are alive. Because they are free.

This is bizarre," I say. "I think it's beautiful," he says. I give him a look. "What?" He laughs a little. "They each have an equal role in government; they each feel equally responsible. And it makes them care; it makes them kind. I think that's beautiful.

Being selfless is not that different from being brave. It is when you are selfless that you are the bravest.

Nothing else is alright. But we are. -Tobias

I think he came to die with me," I say. I clamp my hand over my mouth to stifle a sob. If I can keep breathing, I can stop crying. I didn't need or want him to die with me. I wanted to keep him safe. What an idiot, I think, but my heart isn't in it. "That's ridiculous," he says. "That doesn't make any sense. He's eighteen; he'll find another girlfriend once you're dead. And he's stupid if he doesn't know that." Tears run down my cheeks, hot at first and then cold. I close my eyes. "If you think that's what it's about..." I swallow another sob. "...you're the stupid one.

I’m not anyone,” he says. “I’m nobody. That’s what being factionless is.