How have I never realized before that for all the strong, kind parts of him, there are also hurting, broken parts?

In the days that follow, it's movement, not stillness, that helps to keep the grief at bay.

I am afraid of her, afraid of what she says-and thrilled by it too, because it means I don't have to accept that I am smaller than I once believed.

I do trust you, is what I want to say. But it isn't true -- I didn't trust him to love me despite the terrible things I had done. I don't trust anyone to do that, but that isn't his problem; it's mine.

That's what love does. When it's right, it makes you more than you were, more than you thought you could be.

I only came for Cake" -Tobias Eaton, Divergent

Just as I have insisted on his worth, he has always insisted on my strength, insisted that my capacity is greater than I believe. And I know, without being told, that's what love does, when it's right-it makes you more than you were, more than you thought you could be. This is right.