I've done without doing things, like sleeping and eating, but I need to write.

She tips her chin up and looks at me with that Abnegation stubbornness I know so well. She may have left them, but they are what’s making her strong.

But that wasn´t the first time I ever saw her. I saw her in the hallways at school, and at my mother’s false funeral, and walking the sidewalks in the Abnegation sector. I saw her, but I didn’t see her; no one saw her the way she truly was until she jumped. I suppose a fire that burns that bright is not meant to last.

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

Sometimes I just... want to see it again. Want to see you awake.

The truth has a way of changing people's plans.

It's not cruelty, maybe, but a desire to understand that motivates them.