The gun goes off. I fall.

It was him or me. I chose me. But I feel dead too.

Are you asking me to undress, Tris?' A nervous laugh gurgles from my throat. 'Only ... partially

I have to face the fear. I have to take control of the situation and find a way to make it less frightening.

The cruelty of fate is that I must travel with the people I hate when the people I love are dead behind me.

Don’t tell me you’re going to eat a mashed-potato sandwich

All I want is to become someone new. In this case, Tobias Johnson, son of Evelyn Johnson. Tobias Johnson may have lived a dull and empty life, but he is at least a whole person, not this fragment of a person that I am, too damaged by pain to become anything useful.