No one's perfect," I whisper. "It doesn't work that way. One bad thing goes away, and another bad thing replaces it." I traded cowardice for cruelty; I traded weakness for ferocity.

Tris," he says. "What did they do to you? You're acting like a lunatic." "That's not very nice of you to say," I say. "They put me in a good mood, that's all. And now I really want to kiss you, so if you could just relax-

Who cares about everyone? What about me?

Insurgent, he says. Noun. A person who acts in opposition to the established authority, who is not necessarily regarded as a belligerent.

That is how it feels. Like everything between us is twisted together, friendship and love and family, so I cant tell the difference between any of them.

Sometimes, the best way to help someone is just to be near them.

The Candor sing the praises of the truth, but they never tell you how much it costs.