In 'Insurgent' we realise how large the world really is

Nothing else is alright. But we are. -Tobias

Writing means not just staring ugliness in the face, but finding a way to embrace it.

Why are you constantly escorting me places?” I say. “Isn’t there a depraved activity you’re supposed to be taking part in? Kicking puppies or spying on girls while they change, or something?

I feel like myself, strong and weak at once - allowed, at least for a little while, to be both.

Why do people want to pretend that death is sleep? It isn't. It isn't.

Not like Tobias, who is almost shy when he smiles, like he is surprised you bothered to look at him in the first place.