I point at a window to my left, and it explodes. Particles of glass rain over us. ‘You’ll have to do better than that,' I say.

Then I realize what it is. It's him. Something about him makes me feel like I am about to fall. Or turn to liquid. Or burst into flames.

Tris.” I keep staring. “Tris.” I finally look at him. “I just don’t want to lose you.

The goal of my life isn't just... to be happy. 'Wouldn't it be easier if it was, though?

Fear doesn't shut you down; it wakes you up

If someone offer you an opportunity to get closer to your enemy, you always take it.

She taught me all about real sacrifice. That it should be done from love... That it should be done from necessity, not without exhausting all other options. That it should be done for people who need your strength because they don't have enough of their own.