You don’t believe things because they make your life better, you believe them because they’re true.

I glance at Tris. She grins at me, then leans in to whisper something to Christina. "Are you here to help or what, Stiff?" I say.

Just because they didn’t shoot you all in the head doesn’t mean their intentions were somehow honorable. Why do you think they came here? Just to run through your hallways, knock you conscious, and leave?

My father says that those who want power and get it live in terror of losing it. That's why we have to give power to those who do not want it.

I want to cry because something terrible happened, and I saw it, and I could not see a way to mend it.

Don’t tell me you’re going to eat a mashed-potato sandwich

Nothing else is all right.” His whisper tickles my cheek. “But we are.